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The Power Of The Key - Poem by okeme james

Very small its size may be
So is its dwelling place where it is slotted
But it secures its vicinity
And that is the power of the key

Some will take it to be just a mere piece of metal
And so it is kept non-challantly
But they start shedding tears soon. Why?
Its location can’t be remembered
And that is the power of the key

“Eureka! Eureka! I’ve found the key
It’s more like a lost treasure
Like a long awaited goal it is celebrated
And that is the power of the key

Like a password it protects
Like a code, it activates
It is been powered by hands
Where a little effort proves its mighty worth
And that is the power of the key

It makes the holder a master
Others have to wait unto thee
Who tells who goes out and comes in
Thou who grant direct access
And that is the power of the key
By: Okeme James Jerome

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, December 2, 2013


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