As life is but a gilded house of clay,
Each day, a host of guests return anew,
With joys or sorrows, darkness or affray,
Each embarking from a path that's askew.
...
In man's fractured odyssey through life's plane,
What marks the zenith of his mortal gain?
Is it boundless wealth, a deified shrine,
Or the fleeting awe of a fickle design?
...
Take me back to Mama
Under whose bosom we began,
That her soothing pat of invocations
May gape the part we once sought.
...
In ancient days, when Eden bloomed,
And life was cleanly pure and fair,
The serpent sly, with tongue perfumed,
Deceived with subtle lure and snare.
...
Lee Imuede, who hails from Edo State, was born in Enugu on the 29th October,1988. He attended his Primary education in Taraba State, finished his secondary education in Uromi in Edo state and later went back to Taraba State where he had his university education at Federal University Wukari where he studied English language and Literary Studies. He graduated in 2017 and had since been teaching English language, Phonetics and Literature in various secondary schools in Taraba State were he currently resides.)
Open Hearts
As life is but a gilded house of clay,
Each day, a host of guests return anew,
With joys or sorrows, darkness or affray,
Each embarking from a path that's askew.
Each guest, a traveler from realms unknown,
With purpose writ in stars, beyond our shores,
Whose presence leads us to our fate foreknown,
And in whose touch, our future lies, and soars.
Come thoughts of shame, or malice strong,
Welcome them all, with humor and grace,
For every soul that sings its siren song,
Leads us to some new-found time and place.
So greet them all with love and open heart,
And let each guest be a new work of art.