This night
I feel like going
Going going and going still
Down the endless road of this world
I feel like going
Going going and going still
Down the path into the wild thicket
I feel like going
Going and going and still going
Beyond the bend of the river
Through dark valleys
Across the sloppy hills
If the road leads me to Jordan
If it leads me to the sacred hinterlands of Zambisa
If it leads me no where
I will keep going and going still
Maybe
Just maybe
I will break free the fetters of depression
That gag my heart in sadness
Maybe
Just maybe
The glee of innocent childhood will return
Like a stray bird to its origin
Maybe
Just maybe
© Olatuja Oloyede
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