Maybe It's You Poem by Ifeoluwa Philips

There is a light in you
Its a light to lit up you
There awaits a breeze
Blowing in high snake hiss
Who shall bear the flag
Flag like a worn rag
Moving beyong the toast of darkness
Having dine with stillness
Fame of stupidity
In frame of frailty
There sleeping in you
A spirit to light up you
How shall you see
If you walk like a blind
How shall your man see
Beyond the weird bond of blind
You are damn sick
Who then shall you seek
The light is dull
Like a sound of a sleeping doll
What a gain
Filters in groans and pain
Hold a still candle
Hold it tight but never cuddle
Till up your soles from the ground
Aiming you to walk all around
What eyes shall see for you
If you lay your fore on the old rule
Slip a moment again
Touch your path and attain
If light still dull
Hide your mind from secret
Shout out loud
Light it again in the deep dark secret
Let see waiting sound of the cloud
There is a light in you
Maybe its really you.