Threshold(S) Hail Thee - Poem by Abdulhafeez Oyewole
The path that delivers I will elevate;
For the life that lives deserves whole eternal,
In the place of rest that saints will dominate.
The many battles fought to safeguard a trait,
To let a brood with no lore of nominal.
The path that delivers I must elevate.
Not she rests assured by nature's salvage date.
This life yet renders bosoms for cardinal:
To nourish…, enrich this trait to dominate.
From ‘yes' I breathe to still ‘no' I defecate.
These, I owe house of notional tribunal.
For that life's deliverance I will elevate.
Progenies I, owe this life that promulgate
News of me to flora and fauna's astral.
I owe this life for those gifts to dominate.
Nerve not she got, to stand tests to procreate
Won't my lines have been thrown in lone nocturnal?
This path that delivers I will elevate,
To the place of rest that saints will dominate.
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