We Have All Come Poem by Ceejon Ezinwoke

We have all come,
An assembly to a great call
An ear-deafening cue
As the clapperboard claps

We have all come,
Gathered in a not-so-strange land
All with Papyrus scrolls
The good Samaritans and Judases alike

We have all come,
For different purposes
92 men with 92 unique palms
Destiny is but one's destination

We have all come,
To time's building site
To lay bricks on History
From where the fallen have stopped

We have all come,
Like the hue sky after twilight
Brighter than the eye can bear
Only to fade grey by pm

We have all come,
Like guests to the Oba's palace
We have all come,
To go back to wherever we came.