ANOTHER TIME FROM THE CRUST
ANOTHER TIME. FROM THE CRUST
At a time when it crows
I set up to a lain me at thine bowl
Full weight! Full length a naked yoke
There you set my piece at thine brow
There I grew to thankfully crawl
On the night as if sword was drawn
In the bid to stay, I learned to call Abba
They doubted me till they saw me hit harder
Was just pawn at the silk
Wanna sew some yatches that stick
Fortnightly at the pulse of a thinker
Another set of goad to my ruggedness
Streaked of the rail to call some rains
Albeit! all that I've craved for tailing
Was still left with a cradle to call mine
Radder tough and steel to cold time mere
Subtle has little bridges to go on a cradle
Canoe at tough hands of storm with a paddle
Rugged wheel of times to sojourn the earth
We're here thankfully, God did it successfully
Senile it was on pillow of brittleness
Agile would be on the bed of gloriousness
When our down and ups will come to account
Our lives on the placards of gold to measure
To the crest we learned to mount, pacify
And the trough we dig from , just delved
To accelerate the pick up in race of time
To glue our mind on the radder to heights
Such another time comes with a dance
A space in years to a memory in decades
Surrounding testimonies about what's here
Such that life will be meaningful giving details
We'd expect more to explore; designed for
We'll see more to design; account for
We'll take such to account; as planned for
When we'll be flying our awards for all to see
Copyright © Taiwo Temitope Philip | Year Posted 2024
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