Stairs Of Truth Poem by udoh etido

We soared high;
to fierce heights;
The hills envied our pride;
men with no eyes.

Close to the heavens;
our past was livened;
A wondrous sight;
a healing in the night.

Thought of the life;
light in the dark;
An unusual suspect;
i have come to respect.

Needed love;
gave me more;
Morning dews;
the fields were new.

Mountains descending;
made our hearts merry;
Sensitive to touch;
would like to pass on the torch.

Wish i could end;
the skies smiled and glared;
Felt like the Divine;
yet small in his sight.

Misplaced priorities;
encapsulated in hot tears;
Lost my virginity;
had no fears.

Wish it not to end;
the night drew near.

A story of old;
in a land filled with foes.