Life's voyage has led me thus far
This terrain of silence was never my home
My soul is marooned on the island of sin
I was never born this way
God you know all my life
I've craved for the perfection of angels
I've coveted the innocence of a child
I've desired the cloaks of the monks
And prayed for the testimonies of the saints
Where this tide is taking me
Where this path is leading me
How far and how long I still have to go
I do not know
Should I succumb to the beast within?
Should I keep fighting with my frail punches?
I'm at the hinterlands of this darkness
Yet I see a beckon of light
Urging me to get up each time I fall
I'm never lost beyond redemption still
© Olatuja Oloyede
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