Groans From Within Poem by Ifeoluwa Philips

I have a groans in me
I need a long walk, but no one to lead me
I want to make the journey
In sweet ironical taste of honey
Sabbath on heels of piece
Heart running amidst of past peace
I wonder who tore the sky's garment
Which linen the up world torment
There is a grief in sun
Backing the dying giant son
Monster the saint master
Saint in crystal fate garment shining star
Wheels on walk
Towards the diverted north and stalk
Father, father oh father
If there is a tryst
Let walk more farther
Until the grief is lose to trust