Let Me Be Free Poem by Abdullateef Sikiru

*_LET ME BE FREE_*

Let me rhyme and set my soul free,
Let every word I weave make peace
Let me write and so my name will be as tall as tree,
Let each verse I composed be a masterpiece,

Each knob of my wrist should draw a winning game
In every glance towards the future, I should be free from pain,
Each tapestry, each effort I made should save my name,
Alas, let me gain,

In wing of time, where hope trascend
Let the shackles that held me down be worn
So I will match onto the stage, in higher percent,
Hence, even after my life a new me will be born

Let me be as wise,
Let my path be clear
Even in the darkest night I will rise
Perhaps, someone like me is rear,

In the night let me shine
In portal hours I should be bold,
A portrait clear, I will be fine,
And remain humbled, and never grow old

So let me be free
From echoes of lost,
Without a backward's glee,
And no matter what it cost.

*©® Sikiru Abdullateef oyelami ✍️*