Taiwo Adeyemo
Across time and space, I wander,
Beyond lands, seas, and rivers, I roam.
In life’s fleeting race, I heed the call,
To return to what once was my home.
Days lost, loves reduced to fading light,
Can I rediscover radiant delight?
In the realm of ghosts, where shadows play,
I’ll return to relive departed days.
With hope, I seek to unravel truth,
Beauty’s transient, death’s dark youth.
I re-enter the world I knew,
Where tears and sorrow our journey imbue.
Dear Father, our days are numbered in tears,
Our path unwinds through unspoken fears.
We’ve traveled far from our dreamt land,
When will we find our long-lost stand?
Anxious for joy, we overlook,
The source of our trials, not the brook.
Time arrives, yet delayed,
All hopes and desires in words conveyed.
Our comfort zone, now an ant’s domain,
We yearn for better days, no longer in pain.
The land’s not barren, as it seems,
A promise of renewal, hidden dreams.