Friday, February 26, 2016

Adesola Oladoja writes



Wilderness
   
She knows no fertility
Left in futility
Empty
 
Barreness caresses it
Licks its rusty face
Unkempt
Unmanaged
 
Its path as laid
One to tread
The barracks of conquerors
The test of the best
The victory victors must view
To arrive and thrive
 
The way for the wise
Left for those that will rise
 
The paradox all runs from
Only few can view its future glee
Only those with insights
Will face the frights
 
The home of frontliners
 
 Rust Face 3 -- Hey-Em

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