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Monday, 10 June 2013
SO WE PRAY
And it all came to past
When this frivolous year begone so far
With it's star-light,moon-light void of best
Known for sheer shawl of shameful scar
Left on all parastatals big and small
Like a drenched measles of epidemic haul
And it all came to past
As the begining marks the end
To tell wisdom it is but lustful crest
With sins wooing away our blissful trend
Laying bay the naked foolish cravings
That eluded the route to joyful blessings
Poverty so strong made to survive
Even when encircled by treacherous day
As if enchanted to stay alive
Then entrenched into our fluid to stay
Got us sway'd freely to and fro
All these days come to past as we grow
Abduction now courageously tender smile
Gaining stance as if meant to blink
With bamboo stick that vomit fire a mile
Our breath got ceased in just a wink
In every grip;every sip;for ransom
And it came to pass as a ransom
Then comes the fairy flood
Ravaging our homes in slippery pace
Feeding us solitude and clothe us cold-blood
As surviving plants wear tattered face
Frowing at so long a journey as slow fast
All these days drilled the past
Rousing race of aviation crash
Ails these days as the most beautiful
That sweept the grave full with flesh
Which amongst was heroes and heroine plentiful
Such slyly plays us downcast
So did we believe, it all come to past
And it all came to past
The hazardous touch of mole-fire
Which wrecked lately beyond shores to last
Eating lives and works of year higher
Leaving behind,drenched pangs of distress,
Panic,pandemonium,and pandemics as mistress
And it all come to past
As wishes that time was directioned
But time pass'd with wing undirectioned
Painting these woes in rainbowic style
And we list them for all eyes,in pray'r file
As these painful tears flows
It leaves trail-mark enroute to heaven
Just to present our pray'r file
And we plea:please God,us enliven,
Show us those pretty favour
Bless our works,bless our toil,bless our labour
Lead us as bride to next year
Guard our soles as we match towards
Anew dawn coloured and named new year
Well all plea,no ever backwards
So we pray and fast
Thus,it all came to past
Written By: Osunwoke Rejoice
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