Idanre Oke (for victims of bombings)

poem

O Rock of defence
To you I bring my greed
My lust goes out to thee

I long to possess
What you earnestly keep
Forgive my thirst for thee

I’d give my life
To possess your peace
I’d steal from you your bliss

O let me drink from your alluring zest
Now that death is near
I see your beauty true and clear

O let your shielding presence
Hide me from man-made threat
O save me from terrorist earth

When time and night have come and passed
Do preserve me from wear and tear
That comes with passing of age and fear

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