Echoes from the heart

How beautiful to watch the morn daily grope
With the amber of the retreating dawn
To bid farewell to the dawn and speak of hope
Within the warm breeze of the early morn

Hope is fickle, neither here nor there
For the hearts of the weary in their weak state
See, peace has decided to strip the needy bare
Laying unknowingly all hopes of a good day to waste.

Though the cracks of the new day still speak aloud
Through bright rays of the warm early sun
While laying eternal claims on it’s victims already bowed
Yet, nature must it’s course swiftly run

The whispers of the lost floats on the wings of the wind
My heart echoes these albeit far away and helpless
Singing and begging for deliverance hitherto declined
As despair ravages the land ever so relentless

My heart glances back to how things bloom
A tapestry of peaceful co-existence now forgotten
Lost within the spates of senseless booms
Depleting the ever diminishing numbers carefully crafted

Maybe the beautiful cracks of light from a new day
Will bring the needed succor to the weary
Aye, let the heart rest awhile with hopes for a better day
A well deserved peace for the body, soul and heart so teary.

God alone is able to disperse sorrow and give peace to reckon
Go to Him, for the knees and sincere heart He often prefers
Soon all sufferings are forgotten as new hope beckons
From the Giver who thankfully doesn’t defer.

*Dedicated to all the victims / families of the bomb blasts in Kano, Jos and Borno which claimed hundreds of lives this week alone.

*To everyone down in the dumps grappling with bleary situations, I say keep your head up for every new day brings fresh hope of a positive turnaround.

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4 thoughts on “Echoes from the heart

  • May 25, 2014 at 4:50 am

    My dear Abiola, your poem brought tears to my eyes and broke my hear for the lives lost. Know that my prayers are with the families.

    Love and hugs to you!

  • May 25, 2014 at 6:48 am

    Thank you dear friend.

    It's so hard to be so divorced from happenings around.

    Please always remember this nation in your prayers. I know He hears.

    Do have a super-blessed week.

  • May 28, 2014 at 2:26 pm

    Wow. Beautiful and melancholic at the same time. Your words really touched me, Abiola.

  • May 28, 2014 at 7:44 pm

    Thanks, dear Kiru. I just feel so helpless in the face of so much chaos and suffering. I hope the powers that be develops a strong sense of awareness, protection and love towards the masses and put an end to the sad situations all around.


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