A New Dawn Is Reborn Poem by Dr Anthony Onoja

I knew not how it all got started
I rumbled through the stakes of time
Surely the ultimate separation swept in
Season and tides comes with a surprise
Yesterday is gone; oh! Yes, gone into memory
Yoke not thy seeds with fable princess
For in the end; time has his pound of flesh
Forget me not; oh! Please forget me I pray thee
Remember me not; oh! Please remember me I pray thee
Rosewell and Alabaster we delight and cheer
Above proposal; below the kiss of shame and lust
Abound August you let the cat out of the cart
Tell her how painful were its clumsy bite
Tell her the puss bite our memories off to scorn
Though through the lonely nights of terror and pain
Through the Amorite coat of time and hate
Descend oh! Days of my delight, hurry oh! Time of tides
Dust to dusk I cheer thee during the time of our yesterday
Never again to come that way never resurrects the missing Jesus
Neither hope nor friendship I despair; abound in darkness your echo
Hell nor Heaven I found no place for your charity and pains of yon
Hovering the poles of purgatory indeed the time of lamentation I recite
I never kill her memory yet I buried them to shallow graves of time
I never languish in her tale, but I recount the days of beauty and the beast
Indeed I cannot buy time and make it dance my tones
Indeed I cannot make my sun stand still before the equinox of my life
Yet I will defy the days of darkness and sin
Yawed the teenage love and lust of time and youth
I will one day bury the shame of youthfulness in holy matrimony
Though I quote you as my princess in many poetic versus
Though I cherish you above the liquor of drunkard sprout in felony
If they dried and sneer as wolves; I shall defy them and rise on poetic wings
I shall sniff from Odus lowlands and bide myself farewell from this Rosewell pack
When the Dons of Unijos have one day analyze my firms and calculate the angle of my success
When great Jossite all rally round the square of my office, and sell strong the tale of my kingdom
I will dump your taste and the memories of our yesterday in dust and dusk
My love for you is real and so strong like tornado hear calls winds
My love for you is like the eternity vast land real like Hitler’s solidarity firms
My love for you is like that tale that was never told before the Exodus of the Jews begin
But was nail so cheaply to the cross of shame, youth and fury.
But have this known crystal clear; there will never be another me with arms wide open…
Once in a blue moon I saw an eclipse so darker than the tunnels of death and grave
Once in a life time I saw those pages widely open; for a new dawn is reborn at last……