Beyond The Moment Poem by Adeosun Olamide

Beyond The Moment

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Young was when mum mime- a birth had
Was a girl, -see’- a girl like me-
She had curly hairs from heavens
And all who came- yearned her cry
They said her wails- soothe their hearts
I loved my little sister so pretty well-
That each night, I’ll by her cradle
To feel her cheeks while pray silently for
And mornings- thoughts hers- woke
Aye to touch her cheeks, and sway her cradle-
As sing her ears which composed for-
But nearer came end- folly I be clouded
For folly be that eluded me- since
From wrongs pressed long lingered- unknown
That gleamed as hold names called- that I wasn’t
-Cute, graceful and all that is fine- called her
Though enough wrong at- I bothered little
For it paled rear- love’ heart mine had her
But then she started this-
That she wailed whenever I touched her-
Was just me- she cried- you see
For others touched- even strangers
And she leaped at- always
Due- her cradle knew outdoors my reach
And- my lone were all had now-
With perhaps grasp who truly is-
She, a thief- you see-
And not a brotherly sister most you had-
A thief she- who steals dads and mums from
I could manage with- but she all took
Be all- that much a crumb kept from
She left none to throw me in the air-
Nor there- one to feed self as fed her
No one to check me- as she was checked on
That returned love mine- with seeds hatred
By, night came, her vile kept awake-
Of her evils raping my thoughts- long
And bread-knife kept in blanket now agleam-
Here crawled I- there her cradle-
And saw the thief in her gleeful sleep
Her hands free- as love sheen her -overs
But could I hurt a thief even?
A voice stirred within- to art hands
That I can- to slash her face whispered
And by- my stolen care would return
She’ll then revolt others- the voice assured
But her charm still grasped me fiercely-
That to regain stolen possession- I couldn’t
There- came I swallowed in my blanket
In my tomb of joy- to weep
Aye to weep of my cowardice
And soon to rear guilt therein-
Guilt my conscience bore-
For soon- slaved me- to over her watch
And as absolution- to be her light
Now there she- the lady out there
One who took from when little-
There she aye, behind curtain- taker all
There- giver all now-
For kidney that dwells on- my living- be hers

Monday, June 15, 2015
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G. Akanji Olaniyi 17 June 2015

I am seriously gasping! Good work! ! !

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