I would return us back to Heaven

I would return us back to
Where venom and strife
Would be a sail to our feet

The air filled with
Heavy rain and tired sleep

I would greet your face
A halleluva and proud drink

Wake fellas, celebrate our victory
Dance to the music we bring
For a life’s sojourn we triumph
With swords and petty swift

Tell the voice for young men
Preparing their dreams
For I held her heart
And the storm on my fingerprints


Image courtesy: lovepanky.com


About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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