DREAM-WATCH
From dawn to dusk, twilight to eventide
I pray and affirm gently:
The words of hope, of love, and faith;
The breathe of my expectations.
I pray and affirm gently;
While the watchmen take their post.
Heaven descends nearer than ever,
The living depart to play with the dead.
While the watchmen take their post;
The ready lights up, the youths dream
Of fantacy and the fallacy of ecstacy,
The truth hides in scorned foolishness.
The ready lights up, the youths dream;
But I've learnt to wake up to it,
Steady my knees on strict stables,
Then stand and the world genuflect.
But I have learnt to wake up to it;
Walk my talk, it's all in the guts,
To have in my hand what's in my mind,
As feathers dance on my purple cap.
©23-03-16
CHIDI EBELE CECE
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