Omo Ola – Onibadi aran
So swifty was your voice
Like a dot on a hummingbird
How can i easily read your flesh from my heart?
How do i count the stars in your sky?
Please teach me how to measure the love in your sweet voice
For many moons
I saw stars & I saw moon
All dancing to the tone of your voice
Which was handcuffed by the same Spirit that bathe me
Please! take me to bethlehem & Make me see where christ was born
Spare me the gist of abstract &
Make me see the beauty of Love.
I sit here but I’m not here
I’m there but not there
My soul sojourns and wonders far
Like a traveller with no distinct destination.