Saturday, 19 August 2017

When our Path Crossed





Along rustic lane, you walked,
 And I on the other side of modern,
No war, No path,
No meeting,no fret,
No voice, no cry,
No word, no bait,

Walking through path of faces,
Facing drooping faces,
Faces of vibrant colours,
Faces of valour,
No war, no path,
No meeting, no fret,

Setting lighted path,
My call and choice,
I made my call!
I choose my path!
Not your call, not your choice,
But mine alone to stay!


(c) Funmi Adeyemo August  2017

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