I Suffered Agony

I suffered agony

This is my palaver, my people
I niggled in the sharp of the forest
Though in this wilderness where joy denies
The two fishes and the five loaves not done
Now the hatred began
The time of desolate, im stuck in it
Seems the saviour is dead
And the two angels would not come
To narrate the movement
To the galilee or to no where
No where is absolute for me
Im in the world extreme corner
Where rain and sun reaches me in their anger
Now I know if I can not make here I make there
Suddenly the light came which show me
I was not in the extreme corner of the world
Now I am lucky I told the past and the unforgettable ones
sitting in the rolls with the eminents
the stories now told, i mean those stories un-told behind.
Which always seems I have not once suffered agony
When my palaver now my hillarious.

written by; Ipaye Olawole Peter

by ipaye olawole peter

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It is a joy to read a good writer. I believe, a good writer is always a good thinker. This writer thinks very well. GW62