by Samuel-Malachi Odekunle
Published on: Jul 23, 2008
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Type: Poetry

I can run through the streets
Unworried about consequences
I can fly away
to places beyond hurt
It’s a place where the future and the past
Are nothing but a present
A gift of peace
With my eyes wide shut
The pains of Tomorrow’s uncertainties
Are but a distant thunder
The scars of the yester-years
A fading wind
This is a place I want to be forever
But
It lasts only as long as a thought
For when the day breaks
And the nations awake
Reality prevails
Rephrasing my Sweet Dreamland Solace.


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