TOMORROW

What shall be? When the future comes home
Shall my dreams lie like corals?
Or will they breath from an aching heart?
I feel lost because the sun shines so dim

The earth bows to my dreams
Latent at the tip of my pen
Reverse is the case for the eyes of men
Like sea waves, life pushes my dreams

From the climax to footpaths
Yet I pick the fragile dreams
And mold them to taller ones
 Against the gale pushing shafts in the wind

Now the sweet scent of brighter days
Is tortured by the gloomy rays
That has fallen on earth
And punctured my breath

What shall I do?
Now that my heart awaits tomorrow
What shall I do?
When my water is tasty too

My feet grab earth and its mud
Awaiting the chariots with tomorrow's sword
Tomorrow's moon is darker than its father
What shall I do? For my eyes to see you

Poem by Akan Udofia/Awa Chigozie Jerome © 2015

FIRE ON THE MOUNTAIN

There is fire on the mountain

We've got nowhere to run

All around the world lives are destroyed

In the news, it hurts my heart to bleed

For little children going through such misery in tender age

Hope, joy and happiness, laughter and love caged

Families are deserted and left shattered across the world

The hill is high, can't seek solace or a remedy found

In my heart, I have cried many tears

But no one in the world out there cares

The world is preoccupied in looting of wealth

Dreams are destroyed, wasted or laying dead on the street

It’s so confusing, as a kid I thought only the sun could bring such heat

There is no bed to lay the head for the night to rest

Across the sea, all that’s left of life is blur

May God help us cleanse this menace as done before

Wipe away man from cruelty and hate hovering in his heart

Send down rain to wash away our pain, tears and regret

Maybe we can live again together in a world with peace

And plant in our hearts, trees, flowers and roses

All Rights Reserved (c) Akan E. Udofia 2015

ON ANGEL'S WING

Last night, I said a prayer for you

I asked for all the good things to come your way

Love, care, wisdom, favors and joy

I asked God to cover the sky with His grace over you

Blessings unbound, richness beyond imagination

I also prayed and asked God to comfort you

An angel smiled and told me it’s already taken care off

God is fond of you, which is why you're beautiful

All Rights Reserved (c) Akan E. Udofia 2015