Upon these Stones

Here, we tread
Cautiously bidding our hearts
To dare fear


We remember the brutality
With which our fathers traded
And the long season of anomie
Suffered In the last year
The Evils?

This generation wakes to a new dawn
Present in the loins of fathers
We pray so
May we not fight left-over wars
Neither shall we share
in unprofitable loots
Upon these stones...



Rather, let's lay these stones
a monument
Let clenched fists
Disorder!

It's a new year.











Nelson Vincent Ayomitunde

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