A Messenger From the Sky
I was sent to depict the mist, that wears this present days
I should have foresaw the doom, and should have my wings kept
a messenger needs a beam my bullseye's needs a lit
Please let love lead
My bullseye flashes gloom
Cos' the night shade rains on me
I should have my eyesight boom
The moon to savour me beam
Please let love lead
I should have caressed the stars
To show me my tomorrow
then when my message is passed
I would no longer wonder in this narrow
Please let love lead
In this shadow
I breath so narrow
My wings like dazzle wallow
I can only feel am in a gallow
a messenger need no dim
Please let love lead
So why don't I leave this sallow
I soar high in the middle of no where
It all feels here like deep burrow
My back hind feathers soon wears
Please let love lead
am Middling middle no where
my message caught up with me the air
My bulls-eyes needs a beam
if the message is to be filmed
A messenger needs a beam
Please let love lead
Love is colour red
Blood is colour red
Though skins has many colours
6/25/2020
Copyright © Gideon Idudje | Year Posted 2020
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