Oluseyi Akinbami Poet Lyric

My Plea

This Plea send i before that day,
on this narrow neck of Land, 

As here  i stand on borrowed breath, 
in this uncertain plain of ephemeral filth, 

before the maker of all realms,
ere i be lunched on the eternal voyage,  

between the duple unbounded paths,
the curtain sooner could be drawn

while the lips uttering faltering strains.
Thy power supreme guides the currents aright

King of mercy, 
Let not the hour intrude on me at ill-spent moments 

find me wrapped beneath thy cross, 
with the  blood of the everlasting covenant, 
signed and sealed for my pardon.  

Thou alone fashioned the wheels of providence.
As this my puny frame succumbs,
grant that when my last hour be called, 

the cross my firm fort shall be. 
when that messenger unseen, unheard 
in dark shades steals through the night,  
See the Blood of the messenger of the covenant  
My Plea
my petition
from now till my dying day.

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