DO (July 06,1992 / Ilorin, kwara state, Nigeria)

A Repented Refugee

I have had no home to stay,
since I left and went astray.
I'm now a roaming refugee,
with plaintive palms of apology.

She once sheltered me in her heart,
when I homelessly roam like an hart;
But my folly returned me to the street,
to dance to brute's and blight's drum beat.

I'm now a naked shadow,
stalking the light of my love's window.
She has shut her door at me,
puffed with pride against my plea.

I'm now a tattered carcass,
wandering through a land without borders
groping through the growing darkness,
steadily soaking my soul in emptiness.

Accept an arrant apology
from a repented, well-roamed refugee.
For I've eaten hay under the sun,
like the proverbial prodigal son.

I shall happily lie on your floor,
until you forgive my forbidden flaw.
For I've stupidly defiled the throne
which I sat when you made me your own.

David O. Olusanya

by David Olusanya

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