We are not crushed

Like a phoenix we rise

Matching with all resonance

Unto this cause we lay breathe

Until we swim in champaign

The odds: our strength

The truth: our source

Though, the trench our haven

In edifice you abode

But we live ahead of time

Right in the palace of posterity

Now we sail in galloping sea

Then shall there be asphalt

For our beasts

Even if we sleep

Our seeds will engender

Soaring like an eagle

So will the cause be rudder

Then shall our learning be rapid

So we shall beam even at sleep

                                    -Adeolu C. Alupogun-Iran


About baldpen

Geniuses are born and could be made only through dint of diligence and hard-work. Some bards are sung while some are studied and some lived beyond their time. I want to be known for my lines...

Posted on April 6, 2012, in POETRY. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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