A Return After Exile Poem by Meshack Dasco

A Return After Exile



Nebucchadnezer never was wise till he became a beast -
A beast God made of his folly to chastise his boast.
His heart never was God seen till exile broke his stiffness to dusts-
&
He returned to repent of his Pride - Paucity of God!

How great a rebirth it is to see God through an exile's heat!
Even steel could turn butter at a pinch-touch of it.
So what could refine more, a heart, than God's finger hit?

Thus!
I believe-hope that thy return a repent to fulfil purpose would be, 'Oluyose'!

Thursday, October 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: politics
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Meshack Dasco

Meshack Dasco

Minna, Niger-State
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