Every evening, I leave the farm
Tired and exhausted in spirit
Thinking of the day I will have a big barn
But when i pass through this path
Worry and anxiety becomes still
Shivering at the sound of the wind
That sweeps the dust off my feet
Until I get home to sleep
Mobolaji Adebayo is a writer and poet interested in how words uncover the abyss of the human mind. When he’s not writing, he is either developing websites or reading. To read more of his writing, log on to https://medium.com/@MobolajiAdebayo