Divine Solicit Poem by Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson

In this flickering light of hope we sway
Posing in that citadel of wisdom we make our headway,
And to the creator our heads we bow to pray;
That the light of peace he may shine on our way.

In great expectation the demand of our expedition.
Moving to and fro against the road of perdition,
Rising against the angst of irrationality to make our supplication
And so the cry of our invocation.

But thou art the one, who us made in your light,
Why leave us out of sight?
That in the wind of our fright,
We lost and are defeated in the fight.

Come thou gentle of heart so meek,
Come bestow that power, which we seek,
For in this fight we are mortals so weak;
That without thee, we become but a freak.

What be the wisdom of the mortals,
When the intelligence sought is silenced in the immortals?
Our knowledge faded like the metals;
Leaving us with nothing but empty portals.

In you is the light of our hope;
For when you are there we cope.
The divine insight reveals unlimited scope
Of a great opportunity towards which we lope.

May we never be tied down by the rope
Of the crazy knowledge from the Orientals,
In whose walls of perception, is no brick
Denying us the true reality insight.
But lo we wane in suppression bowing to you in submission,
As we plead; ‘a new way for us make; and we will never say nay'.