Wind Tax Poem by Adidu Adebowale Emmanuel

I looked and search under the sun but could not found
i search in the wind and it blew me side ways
i search under the sea and could not found, the wind blew and the roofs bow before it the tree whispers in anguish
the sirennic lighting kept discharging in the sky,
the goat cry in anguish
i can't found a place to lay my head
women run heater sketter for their play-away children
this is sinister i shouted
suddenly the wind increased and it began to rain
i was lost in thought in the cubicle which hide me from the rain
and suddenly i saw my lover sailing down the street in a boat of love, before i came back to reality she was gone and i missed her dire
then i looked so worried about her absence
and i said to myself;
if this is really a lover's wind
i'll never mind to tax more of it.