Distance Poem by Alade Abayomi Idris

Hand that separate day and night,
Thwart sun from moon,
Even the mighty heaven's love ceded from earth
Come us between.

Life has beaten his drum again,
Our feet dance in different directions,
Following the rhythme and its goodies.

Our maiden morning play gone like a belle looking love.
Our karat play at noon journey like an adventurous man
Dark blanket hang our paths
As our call to manship resonates
And survival bring the dreadest distance.
Let our wandered plays meet in your heart
That you may remember me every passing time
So do i to pal
Till me meet again.
Goodbye.