Oladecious

The narrow way leads home None love the way But for the home we all walk Victory the ticket to a crown None love to war But for the crown we all conquer None need the sun For the destruction of cold and darkness We plead the Sun like a gun we await trigger None love to gun But for the trigger, we gun To be save none sees it efficacy But sickness and death persuade We sing the psalm six ©oladecious

I move to the beat of my heart's sound Each step a dance, my feet on the ground My legs won't reverse, they only move fast Each step a sign, forever to last I scream for help, but it's music to my ears A ballad of pain, through all my fears I'm lost in the dance, with no way to escape Each step a thriller, my heart does ache We dine in a skull, a cubicle so fine Eye sockets as cups, shoulder blades as chopsticks divine I ask for his name, with a cordial tone He reveals his face, with a sob and a moan He says "Hello son", with a voice so divine Like a deity's call, it echoes in my mind He grants me a visa, with a welcome sign A portrait of himself, forever to shine ©oladecious

 How beautiful my petals where, With Sparks of a glittering star Shaded in the artistic structure of a graphic designer Not until death stuck me with it powerful Sting. Becoming the dark of Hades,and the reds of poison, What is my sins? Why was I slain? Why hath my beauty been taken and given the blackness of deep emptiness... Tolathapoet © (Written July 13th,2019)

Who am I, enbedded in the grains of Jupiter's crust, Where the grown becomes  a foetus of decaying wombs, With roots driven past my curls. What is my name, Why do I lay on the greens of solidity, Where my paws gives life to a new creature I a child of the depth, A depth known as the mother of all mother's, A depth of cage and death... Someone tell me who am I? Tolathapoet © (Written July 12th,2019)

Ideas were itching in mind One to another we table Sincerity unites in truth On to another we lean But a lean on FEATHER In a cloak of pillar  Count on us they chorused We'll guide you through You need change they chant Put us in we'll Change But a change to worse In the beauty of charisma Who guide but the blind As prototype of his in anticipation Walk before me  And be thou perfect We did in a tunnel We are lost ©Adeola Precious Oguntibeju