This Light, Our Journey (For Dami Ajayi) Poem by Echezonachukwu Nduka

This Light, Our Journey (For Dami Ajayi)



Flames are fortunes when they burn stacks
Of thorns lodged in our terrain.
Brother, let me sing of the light from your candle,
For therein lie the answers we seek.
Although the wax melts with speed, the hidden paths
Of these byways are made open like earth's space.

Darkness is no serenade as we wade through these
Path of thorns; pray, guide and guard this flame.
These paths are battles we must fight and win.

Life's battles come as storms at sea. Darkness is its aide.
It whispers no comfort amidst storm and shoots fear like stone from slings.
Brother, cast your fears upon the rising waves of Bar Beach.
Its fall shall be the death of fear. Let me play the symphony at fear's funeral.
My presence sharpens my ready sword and cuts through hedges.
My word is my sword and my sword is my word. Its cuts shall last.

This light is destiny.
Destiny is the seed we plant as we make our journey through these paths.
These seeds shall sprout and grow old when our light waxes stronger.
Let it burn. Let it shine.

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For Dami Ajayi
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