I Must Have Linked These Two Worlds Poem by Anthony Edmond John

Maybe I have linked two worlds that stood apart,
I who the spirits honored with that grey strand,
Some wine stands and an excellent memory bank,
Rhymes sweet as the words from those shooting of stars,
Words that move feet like the jive from our very own high-life live band,
What then brought about those visions of England becoming a communist state,
Maybe a mirage illusion,
In whose school of thought or at whose induction,
Bach I have gleaned from the black and whites of your piano,
This orchestra is truly large and most cherished is the sonority of your sopranos,
I have picked up quail and ink unto these pages that blink,
I very well still believe that Abeokuta cannot save your conscience that stinks,
My subconscious is awake; its filled with fire that kicks,
If Leonardo Da Vinci is not my mentor then why do I see through his eye balls that swirls,
Life is a school; it is also a whirlpool,
Words unlatched from thy tomorrow.