Something so fear full than the den of the lions

A rendezvous of unseen mysterious forces

Many foot steps are seen without their lord

The dark place of the earth with oozing blood

Graveyards of undertakers and forest of unreturned

Outside this dark curtain is the world of unending light

A melliferous place with mellifluous enlightenment

Tranquility in its theory and practice with meticulous obeisance

The denizens are the fools of the wise world with tasty nuance

Banana Republic is erased from its matchless map


How to gain admission to this promise land is unknown

Some toil in sweat and drown in tears with the face of clown

Because the insurmountable night is at hand for the knight

Others gaze at the horizon with great desperation to fight

But the dark hour has obliterate the materialized forlorn hope


Constructive confidence is the designed bullet to hit the night

As mind is prepared to fight in remonstrance and in sight

So that the demon of the unguided hour can lose his fugitive

And the ancient hidden treasure will be unanimously achieve

Then Palm trees with joy bend to the dictate of the rain


Beings of the human are drenched with clamors of the height

Though the trail is free but the fastidious junction is a thing to fight

Cloudy cloud is wiser than the wise and a dictator to the pagan

And the demolition of the Tower of Babel will in last minute began

Because of its shadow that is inaccessible in the dungeon of darkness


Selected roses of human generation across the globe

Previleged to peruse and dissect the veracity of knowledge and hope

Run a race with Aristotle, Socrates, Einstein, and Plato

In reward for medal in form of ink to break the jinx of the ghetto

But the last stage cataclysmic complacency leads to the fall of the hero


Creator’s creative creature in crafty calm

Established to maximize the probable possibility of the palm

So that human solution will not only be from ink

But in the abyss of deceit their glory sink

Because they cannot endure the pain on the freedom road



This solace journey to the realm of love

By these tender hearts hand in hand a problem solve

Then many in their thoughts testify that these two are one

But on the way to wedlock are potholes enough to warn

Because the bride and the groom are caught in the web of their stigma


Let me laugh this man of manly heart

Whose possession is in dominion of things on earth

Pious in his way and diligent in his service to humanity

But on the journey to his grave summersaulted in calamity

Because his earthly gory deeds is seen clearly at night


Unto many generation this must be known

That those who in their myopic view fall in the dark should not be clone

Modification of minds in moon light is a trend to follow

Giant of the dark should be defeated at night due to joy of the morrow

So that the promise land can produce its fruit bountifully.

About the author


Bada Yusuf Amoo holds B.A in Literature in English from Obafemi Awolowo University, he is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.