by TEMIDAYO OLUWAFEMI GREATS
Published on: Feb 17, 2011
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Type: Poetry

I look at my hand
I see nothing
Except my palm
With some divine characters
It's my chronicle
Therein I'm indeed written

My past I've read enough
My present l now read
Yet, I can't read beyond
The wall of today

Brothers I call,
Please I call you!
Help finish reading
That I may know and prepare

Tomorrow I'm eager to know

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