I Sail Alone In The Voyage - Poem by macaulay akinbami
I sail alone, all along bemoaning their shame and calamity,
I remember what she used to be, when they were ruddier shining like gold.
When the fear of the almighty was in their bosom and they blossom in the presence of a man,
In humility shamefaced without corruption and greed,
There, we glory in their art carved within and without
We boasted and swank in swagger as she made us the natural company of creation.
Our mothers, Sisters, Friends wives and confidants,
We threw ourselves open before them,
Having no more secret when their hearts were true,
Yes, we glory in our guide and first instructor.
Alas, many are gone, their own ways
Shaming us and the womb that bore us,
As some spread themselves for vanities
As worthless as we all become when glory is lost
Ah Women, phenomenon of celestial opposition!
An amalgam of intransigence
Permeated with cyclonic cranium
A vortex of profundity and jeopardy
Irrespective of status,
Spinsters, Wedded or widowed are as changing chameleon
Leaving us a wonder of color like bane or spleen
Though I sail alone
With these most excellent most intelligent and most controversial contradiction
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