To Youth That Sleepeth Poem by Chukwuebuka Adebayo

To Youth That Sleepeth



One chased up by masquerade
Would give all his best run,
No complain untill distant is made
Till the fast busy chaser is won
Comfort is not an option for a prey
Nor for one behind the mask
But demons do give up their chase,
if you scare them out of the dark
It is true many have triumphed death
They gave him no space of breathe.

Wednesday, July 15, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: youth
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