you call me mannequin

caged in a keen

emotional kiln


soon foreign thoughts … have become your skin


you call mannequin indifferent to pain

hopes and dreams no longer remain

as not you but others gain


regrets remorse … drive you insane


you call mannequin blind eyes

you havent deciphered foreign deceptions and your lies

but mannequin does realize


when tears fall it wont be … mannequins cries


you call mannequins feelings unknown

as finally true feelings are shown

but youve knocked mannequin off his paper throne


for in his mind youre … flown


you call love bird dead

mocking bird is here instead

mannequin is not all unaided


so many things mannequin never said …

Copyright © Fani-Kayode Omoregie 1998