23rd June, 2015 Writers

In spite of the changes that came so slow

Like the hands of time catching cold

The slow freeze of moments we wished

Where dreams and reality grew distant with ease


Despite the turmoil and uphill climb

and scarring blisters on our fingers piled

When hand in hand we worked and prayed

Where miracles still seem eons away


Respite the dawn that gleamed so low

The rays of hope behind those clouds

The doubting thought of todays sun

Is shadowed in the breaking and the burn


I grasp the truth of this new day

I bask in the wine of this new birth

Alas the winter of shame did melt

As in my hands i held myself…



Lagos, Nigeria
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