HOPE: PROMISE ILERIOLA (RighteousPen)

HOPE

I lost my native name in the rhythm of perplexity…

All for a smile I gave my cruel hope…

The scar of identity can no longer speak of my innocence…

Forced to sit where loneliness dwells, my shadow becomes my confidant…
The sacred belief of my fractured mind became a snare in the land of my fathers…

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Seeing no one but the soul of my being resurrecting the dying lungs of my heart..
And then the myopic eyes of fears could see the stars that beautifies the aesthetic work of my fingers…

Oh! How I long to see the brightness of my eyes smiling like the sun…

So, the traditions of my people can embrace the truism of my imaginations…

PROMISE ILERIOLA
(RighteousPen)

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Author: Judaisky

Judaisky is a young writer who believes the world can only be saved PEACEFULLY through the tidings of the ink cos the pen is mightier than the sword. Do You want to know more about me, contact me 09039956005

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