Adeleke Adeite Poet Alliteration

I Chant For Change

I hear the roar of reason
from the depth of 
destruction,
I see the sorrows of 
seasons
exhuming from expanse of 
extinction.
Is anyone in this frail field
who can hear the roar of 
reason?
Or would the youths not 
yield
to sieve the sorrows of 
seasons?

I hear the cry of caution
from the seat of a saintly 
soul,
I see the tears of tension
bursting from a bending 
bole
Is anyone in this terrific 
tower
who can hear the cry of 
caution?
Or would they preen in the 
pomp of power
to trade our terrain for the 
tears of tension?

I hear the voice of 
vengeance
from the den of the 
downtroden,
I see the end of endurance
billowing to burry her 
burden.
Is anyone awake this noble 
night
who can hear the voice of 
vengeance?
would they fight this fiery 
fight
or risk seeing the end of 
endurance?

I hear the wispers of 
wisdom,
from the hieght of the 
Holies,
I see the face of freedom
walking out of the world of 
worries.
Is anyone in the camp of 
cruelty
who can hear the wispers 
of wisdom,
or would they wait for the 
rod of reality
to forcefully usher in the 
face of freedom?

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Anne-Lise Andresen March 25, 2012 at 3:24 PM True indeed, well said and well done Adeleke. - oxox Anne-Lise

Fisayo Aderounmu March 25, 2012 at 2:14 PM Hi Adeleke this correct and complete... Luv the deep thought.