The Voyage Poem by Poet Akinwemimo Idris

THE VOYAGE

[to Àlàké]

Just this a curse,
With intricacy,
To reverse...
The reigning spell.

I would have,
Left it to rest,
Like a sleeping dog,
Like a serpent.

The path beyond
My foot is wide.
The route behind
My ankle is narrow.

Love has already,
Engaged me...
In a long voyage.
Trying to elude,
Is a trial for death.

Breath...
Since it is hard
To depart....

This connotes,
To me that
We are bind
Together by fate.


Breath...
Listen I plead,
To a voice of change.
Let sit to create,
An hut of peace.



*Your love in my veins is a sedative drug. I lose control.


19TH June 14.
11: 11 P.M
Esie Kwara state