A Joy of Everything
And
somewhere
far off on
hills,
Dwelled
deep upon
a summit,
a dappled
ground
A cock will
again
crow to
his mates,
whisper
To the
world: in
earnest
plea or
sweetness
And
soothe a
air around
and tumult
Kindled
from the
market's
navel and
someplace
Off the
ocean's
empty belly
And be it
not sultry
darkness
dies,
Flatulent
chirps
risen from
scant
bushes
blare
Against
the sun's
rising
But for
ressurection
that
drowns life,
A stuff
which
existence
be
In the
misted
dawns and
sun-
scotched
grooves,
Sky's
twitching
eye to a
swarm
Of
speckled
wings. Let
this throw
To the
world a joy
sublime, a
feel divine
A joy of
everything;
a joy of
flesh__
Copyright © Oludipe Samuel | Year Posted 2012
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