So It Came To Pass Poem by ipaye olawole peter

Just like yesterday

through the iron gates of life

these slow chaped

the yeatsian beats

in this shape with lion body and the head of a man

you found your way

the fire wood of this world is for only those who can gather it

and this bethlehem

where we have good and bad people

a place full of sharps of the forest

where the sugared clarityof blooming cofee trees deny them

today they say hossanah crucify tomorrow

but before the languish in his slow -jawed power of time

they shall reap, it i mean the thing they have sowed

for this time 's winged ghariot

for this desert of vast eternity

for every thing

they are out of tune

it moves them not

although we had them before the flood

but in snatches were they rewarded

bow down great God

in your dim abode

before the conversion of the jews

though in our stony sleep

we are sleepless

in this our post over land and ocean without rest

in their garland briefer than a girl, s

in this time we are

the time when the falcon cannot hear the falconer

the time full of blood dimmed tide

and so it came to pass when you have found your way

into this moguls seat

seat of the eminents for the fleet feet

a man of the people




written by: Ipaye Olawole Peter