Fell in some unconscious revel
With all my senses quite feeble.
But I was roused up to discover
That some virus paused the world.
T’will fade away in no time—
Just some vainly uttered oracle.
For months passed in a while,
And weeks just drifted by.
I looked and observed through my lens;
The world was shrouded in silence.
And my ears were keenly opened
To eerie cries and theories spread.
Natural cause or terrorism,
Some leaked weapon or whatever tis,
Our world since breeds some raging panic
As death slowly invades our fabric.
I, regardless of these, a gauntlet throw
To you who has stilled and quaked our realm.
The’ nduring strengths of ours o’er time tested
Will prevail though our last be chanced by woe.
Then, this time I’ll soar than a copter
With all my senses brewed with fervour.
I will rise to joyfully divulge.
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About The Author: Oluyemi. B. Elisha is a steadily growing creative writer who currently majors in English Language as an undergraduate at the Lagos State University, Nigeria. The deep intimacy which he has just begun cultivating has seen him explore rather few miscellaneous themes, yielding results in prose and poetry. Though not with published work, he believes he just kicked-off his writing journey and is strongly poised to attain heights common to writers. He has a few tens of poems inked, a few short stories and an unfinished novel — all-encompassing his very interests.
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Link to Blog: lishashub.blogspot.com
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