A VISITOR

A VISITOR

A Poem by chrisdad kojo arthur
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A poem which talks about how transient humans are.....

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A VISITOR

I was just a roaming soul
Moving to and fro
Looking for a place to at least sojourn
A stone on which I could lay
Then I bumped into this world
It welcomed me warmly through a certain doorway
It gave me a place to stay
At a point I thought I was the only stranger on the land
Not knowing, so is every man

World of visitors
People arrive and depart
Sometimes without saying bye
I was wondering but I now know why.
It is no man's land so,
I am going to play my role as kojo
When my time is due, I will go
From here, I will continue my journey
But my next journey requires my soul
So, I will never compromise it for achieving this land's goal
Never covet for the mineral I hold
For none of us brought silver nor gold
After all, I can only possess the gold within this land's parameters
When the time is due, I will let go of regardless

Remember we were strangers who became visitors
A home you and I can't own

I am a visitor

© 2016 chrisdad kojo arthur


Author's Note

chrisdad kojo arthur
We are visitors.

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Gives me a sense of wanting to be loved and wanting to belong somewhere.

Don't know what a Kojo is, hehe.

The feeling that all we have is relative is translated well imo.

Thank you.

Posted 8 Years Ago



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chrisdad kojo arthur
chrisdad kojo arthur

Accra, Greater Accra, Ghana



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