Black Wings Above Mountains
Slowly the pace of the mother song
On her ultimate quest to find life
Flying pass her past awful duty calls
To win Genesis of her beginning.
Just as the mother song onwards the blue
We travel our own ends atop the hill
Running above sufferings and hardship
Gathering unstable belief about thrive.
Ignited beyond the blackest strain
Lashing through days of the unexpected
For a fairer or for better countless end
To wait patience and find endurance.
No eagle with no scar ahead
As human eagles couldn't pay that
But be it mountain or the valley ground
I remain unbroken, unbeaten by the sun.
Lies atop a waiting dime of the soil
Stays for whatever ruin acclaims due
I belong in the sun, to stand alone
I belong in the rain, to behold a dash.
Copyright © Paul Adeyanju | Year Posted 2017
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