I Meet Billy Poem by Omolola Oladotun David

Along the narrow path
Seeth, but a few.
A desert with prints
A zone coated red.

My words did I swallow
Cos reply was I denied
Along I moved
Spitting no word again

And accepting their laws.
Suddenly was a shadow
A voice in thousands
Whining & crying for help

But helps had he
As my burdens did he accept
For a gift he called it
My Daniel he had became

The Moses long awaited
But Joshua was he
For lucky I was
Cos an Angel called Friend did I meet.