Abdulrasheed Dawodu

The dawn crawls in
With a growing antipathy
I await the announcement
Of your death
But you live on
This must be magic

With pity in my eyes
And bitterness in my heart
I have seen people live
With no hands and limbs
Some, no eyes as their sight
But surely see with their heart.

How do you do it?
I know you don't have it
Yet you live on
You are a mystery
You live with no heart
A heartless body