much whore darkness can be when
stripped naked through journeys.
Nights are nothing when you’re holding
a lantern of fire to pass it by with peace.
Knights go broken through nights to stream
tears on their faces at dawn.
Pass the nights in peace without any shattered
dream made bald with balms of darkness.
Dawn will be easy with all your lazy moves,with all
your lazy grooves thinking like a paramecium.
Pass the night in peace and leave your broken
pieces with the sun,leave your broken pieces
with the furnance of dna and allow fire to
forge out the blueprint of life sleeping
inside your darkness.
Nights are roads leading to the ends of paths,
They’re bridges varnishing like a mirage into the
woods of darkness thickened together like
colloids devoid of squids.
Peace comes after your broken pieces have been
made to see the speck of light on the head
of clouds where victories play in unison
Pass the night with peace and allow tranquility
to sttle without any guilty conscience that
shoul’ve punished logic and reason.
Roads cannot be straightened in the dusk
of cowardice with swollen dices.
Bridges wait on the ridges of gully erosion for judges
to speak the language of freedom for the
innocent to pass on to the beauty of dawn.
Pass the night in peace,with pieces without
any gout and shingles singing disease to
release an album inside your body of
Pass the night with peace and take your
glory with a story hanging on the ivory
towers of power.
About the poet
Paul Oluwafemi David is a Nigerian who fell in love with poetry watching the beauty of nature,he is a student of professor Wole Soyinka and Ben Okiri.currently he is a student doctor at the college of human medicine university of Nigeria Nsukka with a strong mandible for the wonders of the universe.He has been published in AFRICANA,AFRICAN WRITER ,PRAXIS MAGAZINE,PRIDE MAGAZINE,THREE DROPS and NANTYGREENS.His work is about to be published in TUCK,BANGALORE and KALAHARI.He writes poetry to places where words are begging for freedom.
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