Libation On The Crosspaths Poem by Sola Ajibogere
Libation On The Crosspaths
Halt my steps
When the paths lay famished
Banish death to dead junction
Sages of world-beyond,
Ancestors of fore-worlds,
Fathers who had seen ant-numbered vices
Come, drink of my poured palmwine;
Libation on the cross-paths
When, there, I come to my wit's end
Point me the path I should thread.
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