i am the son of my mother
the child of my father
floating like a ship with no rudder
in in this sea called life
almost under
the waves with which i strife
my face raised to the sky
my voice reach to the heavens
praying that help comes by
even if the messengers be Ravens
see the sea of faces all around
some long some round
some to me by blood bound
some by twist of fate found
yet strife grinds me to the ground
yet to my shackles i am bound
no help in them i found
for all they want is my penny and my pound
i see the light now
my cross is mine to bear
and the sweat on my brow
shall remain there
except by my will alone
for no one knows a brother
each is on his own
even seeds of the same father
so being alone this day
o Lord to you i pray
beside me for ever to stay
may your light light my way
as i follow you each day
may my enemies never hold sway
may victory be mine each way
and glory to you is what i will say
my help comes fro the Lord…
he is my strength and my sword.
Amen. I could envision David writing this. This is a Psalm of deliverance. I read it aloud, and it sounds, and flows nice, nothing stopped me….well except for I had to catch my breath, lol. I noticed you used internal rhyming too. You just moved one up in my book…How is that even possible when you’re one already, ahaha. Anyways, tis Awesome.
Truly read like a Psalm..me likey! I especially loved the parts that rhymed..Well done!!
This is really nice Xikay; deep truths exposed… Well done bro.
@ayokunle, thanks for taking me one notch up in your coup stick…
@mercy, thanks ma’am..just trying my best…
@scopeman, i cherish your comments bro…thanks for sparing me your time
they are well deserved Bro, keep up the good work.
@scopeman60, i will…surely as the sun shines and God lets me
@xikay… very nice,think i love this…
welldone!
thank you ma’am
Real nice Xikay. My favourite Poem for this week! Way to go!
@Xikay: Just got back from my brief break… This is a wow!!! One question though, na ur picture b dat? I reli love dis poem, can feel the emotion… That’s wat gets me impressed, u reli got me emotional. Well done
@remiroy, thanks a lot…i’m really glad you liked it
@4ran6, does it look like tha face of a poet?…when we hook up, you’ll know for sure…lolz
heck this one out: http://www.naijastories.com/2011/04/widows-of-war/
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Lolz! Dat strong head sure looks like dat of a poet. The face? Maybe that of a militant poet… I want to know b4 hand to avoid being kidnaped…
for all they want is my penny and my pound
I think say na Naira and Kobo, hehehe…
Very good stuff bro. Some real ish!!!
@raymond, abi? before we change to naira, na POUND we dey use o! and by the way…when i relocate to London na my pounds dem go dey pursue…
“…, I have only come to bury Caesar.”
Is the morphology merely iconoclastic? Capitalize first words and
“I”s, the first person singular. Set in stanza would have added
more colours, though not a must.
Check lines like these,
“my face raised to the sky/
my voice reach to the heavens”
If ‘face raised’ why not ‘voice’ also ‘reached?’
Otherwise the agreement would go with a plural verb,
“reaches.”
Are you sure you mean to exclaim by
“o Lord to you i pray”? If I understand
you meant that, that means there was
really no exclamation!
You however, having been praised,
I also praise you!
@ostar iconoclastic indeed… Well, This was written over 2 years ago..when I used a mobile phone to type directly when creating new articles without second edits…
You rightly noted the raised typo…
But I thought the uniconoclastic you should see that there are no punctuation in the poem and that the ‘i’ was lower case all through. That should have suggested that the poet was self effacing, not worthy of the capital I…
your veiled mockery in the last part of your comment only elicited an SMH from me
Keep up your innuendos..well done and thank you
BTW, its not ‘HAVING been praised’, its HAVEN…note that.