I saw you in my dreams...

I saw you in my dreams

Digging graves of forlorn tales

Hunting bygone shadows

Of long forgotten fables

Aye! ‘Twas you I saw; when

Dead to the world and-

Darkness besieged the land

To shade ancient past; long lorn

I saw you in my dreams

Clad in raiment of gloom

Shovels, picks, mattocks

All harmed beneath your hands

All that were enclosed and buried

In tomb of time and season

I saw you digging and digging

Unmasking ancient past; long lorn

I saw her pleading for justice

That damsel raped unto disgrace

Could hear him; heard his voice

That man robbed and stabbed in owns face

My deceit, falsehood and iniquities I saw

All armed with weapons of war

Drawing nigh; accosting my door

Alas! These I cannot savour

I saw you in my dreams

Resurrecting dead forgotten scenes

In tomb of time and season

Disturbing ancient past long lorn

Forgive! Alas, forgive my wicked past

That I might in peace rest!

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These days for instance,
Time seems to be the slowest on earth’s surface
Running in slow unimaginable pace
It crawls away; taking yesterday’s place

The sun rises each day, upon this grotesque land
And then they all desert the yard
Men, women, young and old
In solitude, left alone to wander the hood

Afore my modest wristwatch, I sat
Like a frustrated merchant in Aduke market
Guarding time as it sneaks away bit by bit
Into oblivion; into the dark – the dark night

Then they returned like soldiers from war
Weary as if their day was marred by enfeebling tour
Each strayed to bed, again in solitude laid behind the door
Guarding time till slumber began to pour

Morrow will rise the sun
And then the ballad will begin
Again! And again and again and again
Till this respite be gone

(feel free to title this poem with whatsoever name you think it deserves)

Poem by: OLA OGUN