Voice In The Realm Poem by Victor Okechukwu Anyaegbuna

I have lived and here I come again
I have been celebrated in all modesty
like he that showed me the way here.

Journeys from heirdom to freedom
dared thro unending cycles
that mortality atoned and punctuated now
thro veiled powers of dignity
and silence without destruction
yet so unpredictable and imminent
from realistic striking Actualities

Vanity projected incontestable names
to reverse Actualities on floating realms;
To unbuoy sinking Realities
that pamper mortal ignorance
for straggling and struggling souls
dancing gloriously on shackles of slavery
yet seeking to stop unending continuity
punctuated by dizzy interludes
which neither fought nor shed blood

Back to back to align again
thro stunning irreversible Actualities:
The unchangeable prevalence
of conduit, reason and conduct!

Good and Evil meet yonder
on the dunderhead circling
the blue, the grey and the black
in the steaming darkness of sunlit vision sizzling dazzling lights.
These dare mortal perception
e'en as glistening white clouds
stun and sail across noble intentions
void of burgeoning roots

There facing stark naked Truths
bathed, clean, unstained, untainted
as harsh irreversible Actualities
that dare perceived purity in the realm
of essence but can't dismantle particles of earth to destroy
fanatic towers that ignorance built.

Now, different strokes dare
different folks that adore essence
and adorn providence in the fullness of the overwhelming selective void.
Now again, I fly in welcomed solemnly
for atonenent that cruised reverently
on mortal silence over matter.

Adorned, soon I will come again by fire
to welcome them that bore my weight
in this interlude;
restore and elevate to both,
their aborted greatness.

The mortal angels of light
that also share my elemental mortal fabric
still watch in praise and wonder
directed from the limbo of their known unknown
and adored ahead of their vanity

August 20,2026