I bear no doubts
Nor fear no falls
I must make it back home
Though the ocean looks wide and tidal
The mountains seems high and steep
And the roads narrow and dusty
I will make it back home
Even in stormy and screaming weathers
And cloudy ruffled skies
With threatening and dangerous winds
I will make it back home
In peace, never in pieces
Safe and in good health
I will make it home! ! !
Olaniyi G. Akanji
© 2016
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The mountains seems high and steep. Safe and in good health I will make it home! ! ! ...Very imaginative and expressive poem shared on.10