Hide And Seek Story (Part 1) Poem by Ifeleye Ray

THE HIDE AND SEEK STORY (PART 1)
This castle in the air
This pie in the sky
This horse ride within the ocean's drive
And stones left unturned in hives
All but deception to their homes and heritage
Wondering how they rule their own?
They are residents of shaded dark
Toying with sparkling of twilight
Tattered hearts, devil's walks
Growing thorns beneath their skins
Yet vying at games of thrones
Indicating Crystal clarity in defeat
These hearts would lay their lives if need be
But your dream still get us nowhere to victory
These hearts of revolution request no alms
Nor seeking plea at the next door ease
They thought we all are beggars and puppets
These heart are made of forward marching boots
Steel hearts, vocal weaponry, PVC bullets
And wait not for defeat in face of gypsy race
These smiles, accolades, handshakes
Will soon let go
When heaven come falling
And your earth turn rumbling
All that remain is on your own
As you are the agent "Against Ordinary Lives"
What a pity the end it beckons
When you play game of hide and seek.