Daydreaming

Daydreaming d day went,

lost in self,i saild through my world,

rushed past, batches of people infront of me,

words dey chattered words from dem,

doesnt seem to touch me aftrall,

for rain from yesterday,

cooled down the blisterin humid heat,

providing  some relief,

the farata fan runned lyk a ol fighter plane,

n here i sit daydreamin once again,

writing words without my consciousness again,

and lyk words flowin inside my mind. . . . .