LIFE IN THE PASSAGE OF TIME
Feb. 20th 11:57 AM 2009
In this empty globe christened 'earth';Strange occurences abound,
A ling threatening silence haunts the scape,
Leaving behind tales of hopelessness.
At the boundary of noon and dusk;
Crawl my demented weak soul,
As I ride on the chariot of fate,
Demonstrating true spirit of African brotherhood.
Though the shoe pinches and prospets look bleak;
The wind, in gusts, dares our coast,
I grope about in secret silence,
As treacherous poverty darkens our horizone.
I have travelled a distance in a dott of time
Millions of scarlet faces I've seen
In a train of destiny, fortune took me high
To embrace the paragon in God's life fantasy.
Truely in thee I lean for eternal redemption....
--- dprofessor
