The Song of a Dying Soul – Samuel Amazing Ayoade

THE SONG OF A DYING SOUL
Please let go of my hand, son
For I may not make it to the other side
Of the river – I have known weariness
My throat is soaked in bitter throes
I am choked in the cold heat of death warrant
I was a soldier- a gallant one
But my enemy has found me today
I have sold my soul
To vanity (I did not know)
For all I did was a vain entity
My integrity, I kept in vain – an identity
Lost in the sea of insanity
Ayinde, sanity demands that you watch your steps
.
Labake, allow me to break you today
For definitely, I shall not return from this journey
I am sorry for the rose I gave you
I am sorry for the ring – and those times
When living room became- boxing ring
Labake, I have broken my vows- I am sorry
I wish I had another chance
To rewrite our love story
I never knew it will wreck this way
May I say for the first and last time: I love you
My dove, let your heart perch on the branches of green
.
Daughter,
I have a garden beyond the golden sea
On which I sowed seeds, not little
But today are these eyes open
That my wheat I sowed amidst thorns
Forgive me Asake – that I could not care for you
I did set my heart on vanities
Daughter, let your seeds dis-virgin the earth
.
Let go of my hand, son
For I may not make it to end
Of the river- I Have known weariness
My throat is soaked in bitter throes
But I will wait for you at the shore
Beyond the lilies, I’ll stand
Till you finish the course of your soul
Goodnight…!
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Samuel Amazing Ayoade BlazingPen (2017)

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