Sailing Hopes Poem by Folayemi Akande

Sailing hopes
For what do we against rebel desire,
When all naught at we no admire,

Temperance for justice ask,
Do we at this mess bask,

Hovering on faultless tension,
To all that we mention,

Like dump mass of logs on dangling pride,
Whilst at will unjust yet ride,

By the two roads identical,
Where engaged travelers rogue sabbatical,

Limbering through thorns of pasture vine,
To all art we dine,

As we at daily squint past,
With passion at toomy vast,

To lead us right,
For now they might,

As consent none into bravery lost,
While today bespeaks of baleful yet another day at must.