Survivors Part 1
Just beyond those tall trees
Lies my father’s humble hut
If we embraces a little speed
We’ll be there without delay
I feel so much weakness inside
I think no more of going further
My legs bleed; I’ve lost much blood
Dying here or there is all the same
Speak no more of death Alluyah
You’re not dying, let’s move on
Lest, they come and meet us here
And we both be killed for this attempt
If we did not, what we have done
Would we not have been killed the same?
Do I now fear death for making a move
And following the lead of my own heart?
I do not wish that you sit and speak
But walk and cover some distance at least
That’ll take us farther than closer to them
That we together may rescue the rest
Go ahead; I don’t think I still can
If indeed I close my eyes in death
Make sure from here, you leave and live
That you may tell the story to all
Copyright © Reuben Enahoro | Year Posted 2012
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