Lost Poem by Adidu Adebowale Emmanuel

Have we but world enough that twenty cannot be together for twenty years!
Time was when we sit side by sides to sing the lullable jingle at night
time was when we sit round the table and tell folk tale's
time was when we sit and eat together in a plate of food.
the hurricane dangle side by sides while we sit together to read our books
time was when we walked side by sides with bag hung on our backs while scholing
has our friendship plucked?
perhaps one could not tell as the ranging wind of life blown every one apart
alas! twenty children could not be for twenty years that's called friendship could no longer be trace except it's trailling lost.
tell those who could hear that their bosom friend is thirsty of their present
in unity we stand divided we shall fall
have we lost forever? when the captain of the ship could no longer trace the route home, then the traveller's in hell wondering how they would go down the gullet of the river goddess,
one who dosen't have a friend has no good fortune and the missing of a friend could lead one astray a good fortune
but to the lost friend who could still hear this should know that the cloth which we worn at childhood is still fresh on our body how then we can't trace ourselves back home
no where as absolute as the grave, it dose not matter how sweet a journey may be home is a place of abode and it's always sweeter to celebrate our twenty children together in many years.