Treasure Island

Matthias Pantaleon

(August 24,1984 / Oronija Island, Nigeria)

Port Of Harcourt


Alas, the ship depart we port
A handful of men aboard
Desperate to raise a fortune
A bandwagon of women
Hungry for equality
Hence must set sail at once
So we sail with blood of uncertainties
clot in our pupils
River of dreams washing through our heart
And certainly
The fear of the unknown seized our breath
Still, we set sail
A band of families on the other end
Bade goodbye to breadwinners
who have resolved to be laurel Champions
We set sail
Tears stood in our eyes like Elephant grasses
And then, like pebble of raindrops

Submitted: Friday, August 24, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, March 25, 2014

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Ambition citizens who believe that traveling overseas is where their future lies.

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