“THE RETURN”

I’M BACK TO BASE

Rainfalls in the middle of the summer
Sun shines at the raining hour
Pen bleeds, from a shattered soul
Birds at its nest
Officially back to base

To my ancestral palace, comes me
Getting back their signs fallen by the way side
Their soul’s seems unrest
Caused by neglects done by men

I’m just a little boy in this lonely beach
Redesigning their faces with my little ink
Pleasing their souls with gratifying words
Though to you, may seems barbaric
But to them, a wise act

Here, I feel their grieves
Stories untold and untested salivas
Their voice like a thunder when it strikes
Their strength and weakness I’m here to pounder

Teach me thy ways dear sleeping saints
That I may live, to accomplished that thou fails to
I choose your path, I implore your aid
To discover many things yet unknown.

Scripted By: Okoroafor Onyekachi