Ibrahim Lawal Soro
This Is My Way - Poem by Ibrahim Lawal Soro
Trees were lining up like stones
running like squirrel
Digging roots out
without leniency like
Beneath my legs are dusts
Painting our clothes like colours
Grassed field has filled my heart like tears of The sky,
I passed so much kinds of lands that
livestock sending their Greets to me
Packeting millions of messages like the
Town am heading now.
I passed a stream that starfish played,
That swimmers panted
like a flowing weeps from the ducts.
I travelled in a forum
that faithful their minds
Justice its leaders like the tire i was riding.
I was lining my words
because of a dream i saw
As a passer by
to the newest village to preach
An authentic sighs
but i made a deepest sighs twice
for the said dusts was elevating the mountainous stage,
They covered my head
be it black
It becomes greyish like the head of many trees i passed.
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