by Adeyeye James oluwatobi
Hold the fort
We are broken | swept away into angry seas
we find ourselves in strange places | toiling for fake glories
We have coursed into the cities criticizing our gods | nailing our pride to the cross
We have become birds | in the teeth of uncertainties |
We've been reduced to little |
By fear | threat | of uncircumcised gods
Hold the fort | because the day is near | of deliverance |
From oppressors
Because the day has come |
That the sea will ear your voice | change tides | and shore you back home | to your city of songs
Because the day is come | that the wind will carry nothing | but the pillars of your enemy's palace into the drain
Because the day is come |that the sun will dry your tears |
and illuminate the darkness mustering
In your heart
Adeyeye James Oluwatobi is an Electrical /Electronics Engineer and a poet. He explores the intersection between human conditions and faith in his works. He's a best of the net nominee 2020, His work 'death is beautiful' was listed among the top 100 poems for the 2019 Nigerian Students Poetry Prize. His works have featured or forthcoming in many anthologies and journals including African Writer, Praxis magazine, libretto magazine, Rising Phoenix, Parousia magazine, Eskimo. He is a Contributor with the Best of Africa magazine
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