tolu ogundare

A City That Rarely Speaks - Poem by tolu ogundare

in careful waddling
of measured steps,
our wearied thoughts
grope in the dark deafening silence
of a city that rarely speaks

the house is completely fallen,
the elders are searching,
who doesn't know
that the roof fell with it?

perhaps our long
lost hope would, this time,
find a sure stake to lean on
to reach our shattered
plight that wavers not

perhaps their treacherous search
would stumble on
our self-battered wooden ship
where they left her-
tempest-tost in the tidal waves
of heroes' blood

and perhaps, this time, she'd safely sail

Topic(s) of this poem: art

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 6, 2014

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