The Blind World Poem by pedro moshood

The hamlet is peopled with many-headed elements-
Various tribes and dialect:
Take a caution and mind your business
Without regards to the passing neighbors.

I'm from the west, opposite her compass,
Thus veiled within tribal haze
But to navigate to her compound
With indulgent privilege. But what makes a difference

When cramped within
The earth, or walled out in sunny furnace, nurse in stormy climate?
Our differences bring no difference,

Being bond to a single will,
Having seen through the haze.
Before dawn, a star descended,
Given the future a different pattern.