A Gentleman's Walk Poem by Osaya Evbuomwan

The walk is not an easy one, the talk is just too vocal,

the pen, the pad another soft expression of what one never had

He stares down this winding path of life,

looking for a sign that says he's doing alright.

Alone he walks, fights, and run jumping over hurdles,

climbing brick walls and wading dangerous waters

At last he come to a fork in the road,

he looks towards the heaven for answers untold

He begins his journey believing in his choice

The road seems so dark, so cold and there is no noise

The body begins to shiver, the mind is racing

He stops short and begins pacing

Back and forth, step after step

'Father help me' he got on his knees and wept

Without warning his spirits were lifted,

his heart was warm he knew there was no harm

He stood up feeling stronger than ever

he took two steps forward With the new sense of being chauffeured

'My son I am with you every step of the way, as long as you keep fighting I will bring forth brighter days Believe in me for I will never fail nor forsake you You are my child hear this I say to you'...

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