The Amber Stout That Burns Poem by Dr Anthony Onoja

Shut your doors to this busy world
Squeeze the brim of this amber candies
Love the fantasy that Jacob along
Let the island now speaks with passion
Look it all comes in a trance of the soul
When she Abraham out my heart
With kudos of humanity I drift away
If it where time of stars; ours recorded in galaxy
I saw in her dreams the iron man of me
The figure I may mutate to if broken by love
The voices of the Darklords yearn” return home boy”
In the end I stunt like a lost coin from Gambia
Time and years all open their arms for wage
Tell them only to remember this of me
Love is that Amber stout that burns in the
Coldest hours of our memories…….