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Bolami lawal


Trapped


Between our joy and our deepest sorrow
between our pain and our utmost pleasure
between each sphere of woven woes
and the scarry shadow of shame,
a dear tressure is trapped in trance
lost in the orbit of its grimmest foe
struck down by a plague of fear
roving farther from its place of rest


behind the radiant cloud
comes the sterness of the sun
the unyeilding courage of hope
the triumphing chant of victory;
just a mile away from pain
a feet apart from shame
we'll find a fount that flows with bliss
where our feeble mind shall gain its strength.

Submitted: Thursday, March 07, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, March 12, 2013
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