Olayinka Faderera Olayiwola

-Nigeria at 51-

When we count our loses
in this land of golden roses
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The starry skies bears me witness
That I roamed about with no place to lay;
lost in a world of pain and wickedness-
when He came around and picked me from the miry clay
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Because everybody does it
doesn't makes it right
Today I choose the way, I want to live my life
I know it won't be easy but, I'll still strife
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..A letter from God...

I remember days of your passion
Days when you glowed with a mission;
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Once you are still alive
you can always strive
Even when it seems you can no longer cope;
life will still offer at least a streak of hope.
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I think I did see her,
the same as the imagery I once saw in my dream...
in my trance of an ideal African beauty.
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She is the choice wine in my favourite cellar
She occupied space; she is all I could remember
She took His place, topped the list
But on dooms day
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