Prison Wall
OGUNLABI OLAJIDE YUSUF-NativePen 004
PRISON WALL
TIME OF THOUGHT:3:00PM
DATE OF THOUGHT:24:12:2008
Tall wall surround me
Several attempt seems impossible
It’s just too tall to climb
Ever pointed gun at the walls
By the men in uniform
Oh all eyes on me
Oh when will I see the walls behind
I have spent my days dreaming
None of these in the least
Oh sweet home I crave for
When will I have it back?
The God given choice of life
Nothing is more parampount to it
My thought is always of home.
Uniform all through days
My voice comes from no where
But behind a shut iron door with its wall like the tower of babel
My sunlight for each day strugles through a rat hole window
Yet i now cherished the beauties of the night
While I now see it faintly
Oh freedom my thirst
If possible
I would turne the hand of the seasons
For I know the days is fast approaching
The day I will step into the buzzling world
The real world
No matter my offence
I will one day go a free man.
I know a king is about to reign
I shall obtain His favour
And I shall be freed.
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