Poetry

I KNOW NOT By Jagunlabi Kodeman

Written by Editor

I know not when this sun will set;
Yet I must make more hay,
I know not if I would reach
The zenith of this mountain
Yet I climb with ruggedness;
This river flows ceaselessly
From an uncertain source
Yet I must cleanse myself with it
Maybe this sun will shine brighter
And kiss the maternal moon.
So it is that I climb this palm tree
Waiting for it to fall
By an array of thunderstorm
Yet hopefully hopeless
That the next sun may shine brighter.

About the author

Editor

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.

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