James T. Abel Adesitimi

Master's Call Part 2 - Poem by James T. Abel Adesitimi

Hear thy master's call
You all lust minds
That gossip then give the lie
And you that thirst for young virginity defile
come back to me now my son!
Before the unseen flame of thy breath vanish
Hear thy master's call
Also you that cleave to militant's act
Bombing and killing for fame
Boko today, Haram tomorrow
The great termite to our family tree
Come back to me now my son
Ignore bombing, embrace peace
Hear thy master's call
Before you meet thy self in doom
Hear thy master's call
You that call this world your home
You forget its only a market
That when its evening of the day
When hands can no longer receive What the world brings
And all bones shall retire
And thy long laboured trade shall be nothing
When trumpet shall call
For the pure in heart
That make heaven their home
Tell me where would you be?
Come back to me now my son
And forget the world and his lust

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  • Randy Micheal (10/25/2012 4:41:00 PM)

    nice message, thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 8, 2012

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