Dreamers World Poem by Prince Adedeji S. Ologbenla

As my eyes dim deep in death's counterfeit
My head nod to and fro to an unheard rhythm
As the feet of my heart sink low in the memory of the future
And my soul and body working solitarily in my being
My troubled plant of life finds solace in the plantation of rest
With my spirit feeling the fragrances and breeze of a new paradise
I begin to meander in an unknown wide world
Then I begin to sense the nothingness in the grandeur of this world
And the glamour of this world began to vanish from my grasp
I heard the loud voice of the African cock calling me back
From my intangible world of imaginary things
For I heard the uncommon language of our cock
Saying KUKURUKUKU