STRAIGHT FROM THE INK OF A POET IV.- MUBARAK OLADOSU

DATES WITH FATES 

From the hands of fates,

Gifts I hate.

With torrents of tears

That won’t abate,

I hastened to dream.    

It’s time to be late:   

I gazed at the skies

Wondering where lies the gate. 

Now my tongue

Touches new taste

And I witness my testament.

Living fresh a date. 

 .....an excerpt from the book 'MIND MANTRA' by OLADOSU MUBARAK...
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