The bus to the land unknown!A Poem by disciplerestitutionOn your way home, please Would you still help me Transport this bag filled with done sorrow and pain? ‘What- of- this "sack’? O’ deliver that sadness to its maker But please leave me with this……
I learn u are never to come again That the loads would be retrieved on Judgment day But where do u belong!? Did Joke and apeke send their messages once and for all too? What of Ajanaku? - Good-night-.
…but I am empty Where shall I start? O Yes!! I will board the coming train to Ijesha land. Tomorrow is new market’s day, let me buy. These are my wants, regardless of their price Um’….. But I know not what the market women offer? Could this be the promise land? © 2015 discipleAuthor's Note
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