Mosi Mustapha Gomina Poems

Behold scattered grains of mortality;
seeded deep into the lives of mortals;
pruning dreams till birth of reality;
availed from the slums of ancient Golgotha.
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From the birth of light till the death of Time,
The swift-swirling torches that sail our clime
Were arrayed in rafters for the blue Earth
In celestial patterns across the hearth.
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This is the ordeal of a mortal kind;
Who heart to soul and to the mind combined;
Was moulded in despair and utter loss.
A creature so fair but a morbid cross.
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Oh ye mere mortals of the present age,
I ask that ye hearken to my wordings;
for it is the thoughts of a decent sage;
celestial whispers that roared while mourning.
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If age was golden falls in lands of blithe
Not clothings sown for skins that pamper gloom
I'd drift in speed to knolls that sing of light
And taste the sweetened threads of youthful loom.
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I went to bed quite early
One sullen night in May
And dreamt of little Shelly
That I had met by day.
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Suppose I dwell in a land called Saboon
Located amidst meadows on the moon
With four-legged beings
And a pair of wings
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Recoil I from the tendrils of darkness
While I trudge up the vale of my own fate
Knowing nought but the glut sevile silence
Whereupon I eddy in bemused state.
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I fall
Upon her lair
Of breathless seduction
Although it seems to me quite quaint
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