Fellow Humankind Of Apparent Faiths Poem by Monsur Titilope

Fellow humankind of apparent faiths,
On us there hang varied fates,
Like those conceited bees only after a splendour nest,
Up above that we rule
the hive's tastes;
Drenched with the sweetest honey spout,
We set to ascend forth above a height.

That we trudge o'er and they groan beneath;
Pushing 'em away lest we cede our fertile sockets,
In 'em, thou and me we deemed so right.

In this dark ambient fuming all sights,
We chase the summit Golds of the height,
Winged flutters while walkers squeeze to mount;
From the downset pedestal focusing the peak's realm,
Stretching sights all o'er and do the rampaged flight,
With glossy stemmata part privileged beam the dark paths;
Finding ideal routes to trace to their zest,
While the rest trot solemnly and seek more might,
They wamble for vision bereft of light.

All throughout we dive every dawn till night,
Tick-tock ne'er stop beating as its two arms ne'er take a rest,
Rather in this abtruse myth we'd lost,
How sure could we ever know whom are to the height? ,
We Keep striving as some triumph the thrust fight.

Hence and henceforth are alpha bees moving the count;
Yet those break tights though by thee,
Letting no plight seize their mighty faith,
Nor alter their fate encrypted on their slates.

Now we run separate voyage hereof as those,
While destiny has come to say its prose.

Afterwards 'tis their names that rove within the skies;
And 'tis their words forth-having total
spites,
Across all spheres we once wafted our cross strenghts.

For 'tis darkness all around but leads are tinted paths,
Behold those paths ever reveal with selected past,
Those ordained as the prime lords of the colony.

Truly if still then thy passions ne'er rout,
Haply legend has thine via keen pursuit,
Might be by favour thou reach the peak and share zests.

I hold, sorts of throng with no favour fail the propulsion,
Ne'er with hearts and lights to quench their visions,
Adriftly swerve away elsewhere down the base,
For 'tis not for 'em this height to scale...