Our piece peaced together

the sounds of cries,
of nations past,
reechoed by the present,
foreseen by the helpless,

when shall we cease,
to be their prey,
upon us they feed and feast,
while we endlessly pray,

on us they grow and glow,
as we whither and go,
more labourers welcomed into the field,
to help death’s mummy feast,

aunt saviour,will you still come,
to save us from this storm,
or will we continue to fade,
as our days go down to age,

but if you don’t come i know a power,
that will save my sun and i,
or we’ll disappear,
in the twinkle of an eye,

brother sun will remain with me,
i know he will,
for i,his moon need his light,
thus we will continue to shine

and we will continue,
even if they pursue,
for its our love that will keep us,
while endless ages run,

together forever brother sun,
and never assunder,
we will always conquer,
whenever they want to plonder,
for our piece,will forever be peaced together,

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Author: Chibuzor F. Ogamba

Chibuzor F. Ogamba is a Nigerian Medical Student, Writer, Poet, Blogger, Public Speaker and Catholic Apologist

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