Where Is Your Eyes Poem by BUNMI OROGUN SAMUEL

felt writing,
But do not know what to write,
What chapters,
physically and spiritually?
We have seen many,
Many in the past,
We have seen many,
Many of today,
We have seen many,
Many of the future,

I asked then simply what to write,
Nothing but to write,
The experiences of the past,
The experiences of to day,
The experiences of the future,
Nothing but to write.
I fear then,
To walk, to tread, and to live,
For nothing new hidden under the sun
As regards the 'Holy Bible',
Why existences a question?
For i fear still,
For nothing new hidden under sun
Surely a slave in your kingdom
Does not and do not know,
pharps, a passers by!
In your windy treasures i mean.

I fear my treasures,
And can stand today
Where is your treasure,
If there can see the day
Where is your treasure,
If can ask of light in darkness,
I felt writing,
But do not know what to write,
Holy Bible and Holy Quarian a question,
May be yes and may be not,

Thus says fear not in Isaiah,
Thus says nothing new hidden
Under the sun in Ecclesiaste,
Thus called Jerimah from womb to prophet,
Where is the glory,
For i felt writing,
But do not know what to write,
Where is your mind eyes?
I mean 'Where is your eyes'.