
Today I write to you from the corner of the street
littered with people in their sizes,numbers,
classes…
yearning that life face them with a grin
and the sun be fair on their thick skin
where the forces of the earth
work against it’s inhabitants
like predators to their prey.
I write to you as an observer
peeping at life from a corner
where the cloud are thick
and the hopes are thin
where the glass of life shutters
as life bellows
where the rays of light
streams through darkness
Dear future
I write from where thick darkness
hovers around the city
I write to you drunk of hope
casting my pearls in faith’s bowel
that ye bury my seed in fertile earth
When the hurdles and hollows of life
fish you to it’s net
beloved pick a pen
write to your future
for your now is explored
but the future is chaste
filled with strength and laughter
waiting for you to decide
it’s fate by your actions.
Leave a line to your future at the comment box!!!
days
hours minutes seconds
until
Celebrating World Sickle Cell Day With Akpus Adgidzi Emmanuel (In lovely Memory of My Best Friend and so many Heros out there still fighting).
Beautiful poem.
I like that you made sure we see your photo twice. 😄
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🤣🤣🤣 that’s the idea behind posting the poem… atleast let me shine small 😂
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Your market must sell 😄
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Amen man of God 😂😂😂
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Dear Future,
I am writing you today from the deep depth field of faith, love, and hope..
I am ready for you…
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Good poem ❤
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🥰🥰🥰Thank you dearie. Lovely line…
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Beautiful poem
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