The other side
30 June 2015
JEFFREY MANE FEBI
An entry in the Crocodile Prize
Kina Securities Award for Poetry
Where lights of dawn crash and burn
Amidst the tranquility of its silence
Whose dusts never rise an inch
Lying still in perpetual sleep
‘Tis a place sleep never ceases
Rest is always taken for granted
But unused dreams rise up like mountains
And continue to grow like the Himalayas
O'er the other side
Never once a delinquent's abode
Every man free to his own plot
Every woman single
Time can't its patience measure
Nor can priests its faults find
Men can't its daughters defile
Nor can pestilences its sons afflict
Absolute freedom I desire
That which is found only in you
Take my hand but not just yet
Let me fill my cup of dreams
Where dark of night is forgotten
And dawn is not anticipated
What really is dusk then?
Would I ever know the answer?
My forefathers chose you
This other side
It is but my right to choose you too
When my time is right
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