by Ositadimma Amakeze | |
Published on: Jul 28, 2006 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=7674 | |
If I were a big black bird I’d swim in the airy ocean Of the cloud, and rise and fall Like a tide ‘neath the starry sky I’d my eyes tightly closed Fearless of the storms and tempest Of scudding cloudy ice-berg Sail like peace My fingers like sun’s spray As I strum the bands of heights To all spheres, at my own will As would wind winds and breezes I’d rove and dive in frolic All day long, till night comes As if it were to be forever In making freedom all mine Then I’d in aerobatics swerve O’er the mountains to the valleys Scooping a thing or another aloft And drifting like rafter above With wind thus ‘neath my wings Unbounded, shall my flight be In springing forth from the sky-board Till I rest in an Eternal nest. « return. |