Hands of time do serve plates of pain
Opposing reasons like battering ram
Please not the tempter my brother
End not your light my sister

Have patience if wind of pain
Overflows like flood, forsaken like
Plagued ones you walk alone on path,
Envisioning grave as a resting place

Hope calls like a lover in your soul
Open your ear, hear the birds sing it
Please believe you’re part of a whole
Entreat me in your disaster, hope, o you must.

©Owolusi Lucky

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