Wesongah David Poems
|41.||Monday Morning In My House||12/6/2007|
|42.||One For Sure (The Oath)||12/6/2007|
|44.||For All The Love None The Matter||5/8/2008|
|45.||Of Pitiful Love||2/25/2008|
|47.||Flesh For Flesh, Blood For Blood!||11/4/2008|
|48.||I Shall Return.||11/5/2007|
|50.||I Stand Tall-Yet Again||11/18/2007|
I Stand Tall-Yet Again
From the gloom that you dumped me,
The unfathomable abyss I was thrust into,
I exonerate myself of ambiance, heavenly disguise.
Disgusted you were with my pride,
And you let the onus fall much heavier,
But I still stand tall.
Are you surprised to see me?
You thought the swagger was gone?
You forgot of the coming of seasons,
Like summer, in winter it looks far off,
But like the high tides, it comes to pass,
And so shall I stand tall again.
You expected me begging for a pittance,
Sunken eyes laboring for pity,
Ribs through my tattered ...
Should You Take My Hand
Should you take my hand,
Ever dare take my hand,
In Holy Matrimony,
Never Let go-Never ever let go.
Should you Find it too wrinkly,
Never dare dropp it,
Should you discover its coarseness,
Just in case you didn't know,
Never stop Holding it.