My days will not be this way
Within the reach of my arms.
Eternity can wait
But my future will suffer no harm.
I look at my life
Thro the eyes of mystery’s mind,
Like an ocean washing over its shore
Or like a volcano spewing out larva
From the earth’s crust,
My rage will not be denied.
Never! Not without a fight.
Akpan
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