They are passing through
This inland burble of water system again.
It wasn’t unusual of them, siting
On the tilting block of rock in which
At one end the whole of our humanity is
Slid down even its most kindly canyon,
Drifting out of every phase of the moon of hope,
Feeling the crimson in every speckle of the pulse,
When at its mouth is gathered
All the pain and pleasure that life
Has had to give, deserved or not.
But for them now, their levee
Has been erected, they can have
No more heart to sing love songs so sung sad.
© Olawale Famodun
Excerpt from the book “Poems Of Redemption”
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I wrote this poem to share the great things happening to my life in measured paces. I know that it is a collective feeling for all who share in it by reading it. The miracle will capture the lives.
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This is a very wonderful piece of work,very inspiring and emotional. Keep writing sir. You are invited to ANA reading on Saturday 11th July 2015. @ BOARDROOM FACULTY OF ARTS,UNIVERSITY OF LAGOS, AKOKA-YABA,LAGOS.2p.m. prompt.
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