Uphil Poem by Hannington Mumo
Uphil
Uphill is the appointed track
For the anointed scholar
Who his brains continues to wrack;
As his hair keeps growing taller
And his paths persist to be dark.
Uphill is the blessed path
That is to few prescribed;
His ordinations are not out of wrath
But are by love described.
I choose to go uphill
And upper go still,
Till it's no more this fleeting breath
When stills this fleeting breath!
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