Hopeless Movements
At dawn, when the sky smiles...
I bow, pray at length to seek.
If true, as God would have me;
At it, my swiftness should awake hope.
Where there seems none, my styles...
Possibly without remorse, though weak;
Cum certainty of what to be, such sea-
I swim through its boundless spell, off rope.
At noon, when the sky frown,
I race, hustle all seasons long...
If no, as fate could file my case;
Of time, my faith would halt war.
Why not give up, such stage me clown.
This won't be of tease, while still young...
Rather shall keep up, cum His grace-
Until I feel relieved; ease storm, offshore.
At night, while the sky beams...
I write, encode and decode my day;
If sure, lessons learnt propels thought.
For real, it engulf my mind's box
Through the night; many are dreams-
Of peace and war, fear and courage; gay...
Will I ever have to myself, what I sought?
Cum lot where lies mirthful stories, off clocks...
Copyright © Olabosoye Wemimo Olaoluwa | Year Posted 2024
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