Mosi Mustapha Gomina
Mosi Mustapha Gomina Poems
Armed Fire-Rings Of Immortality
Behold scattered grains of mortality;
seeded deep into the lives of mortals;
pruning dreams till birth of reality;
availed from the slums of ancient Golgotha.
As men strive to trample on aged Time;
though the mortal hands are bound amidst fear;
fate is awakened from the slumbering mines;
reeling forth to weave humans' thread with care.
Desert-terrains of mere humanity;
abandoned but without mortal success;
for all men budget for eternity;
searching hither for eternity's crest.
How the celestial beings over this, laugh;
watching mere ...
When all words appear amiss;
when the tears drown the eyes;
when emotions fly with ease;
Jane's ghost is passing by.
When the leaves quiver and bend;
when the clouds flee the sky;
when the priests' garment are rent;
Jane's ghost is saying 'hi'.