POETRY: The Tides of Emotions

POETRY: The Tides of Emotions

Stand, brave soldier

In the face of this abyss,

Where lives and dreams come near

To death and hope amiss.

Stand, brave soldier,

Relinquish that fear by a kiss.

Now let us all a youthful army

Given to the swells and tide

Of emotions, sorrowfully merry

Upon providence’s betide,

Lay siege to tomorrow.

Stand, brave soldier,

Lay to rest pain and sorrow,

In the face of this abyss,

Where lives and dreams come near

To death and hope amiss.

Emeka Ike

Emeka doesn’t like to talk about himself in the third-person, he thinks it’s weird and uncomfortable. So Emeka will stop now… but before then, you should know Emeka is a disciple of Jesus. I find solace in the recluse of sagely contemplations; to make meaning of knowledge. Is youth wasted on the young? Or wisdom on the old? A mystery…

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