Third Coming Poem by Babatunde Aremu

As the apostles expects the second coming
We are the pacesetters
Yearning for the third coming
Our faith is constructed on the third
The sound of janitor's bell
Revive our sinews of hope.
A new dawn is to be borne
When the martial jackboots
Will transmute to flowing gowns

Wait a while
Listen to the monitor's drum beat
Listen to the lyrics
Watch the footsteps
It is neither left nor right
The gowns may not flow
And third coming will be in abyss.