@Pvoice

I am Victor Success. I am a poet, writer and learner!

The Virus A Corona ready to cross through all lands, A Corona that fears not the fears of the people, A Corona spreading as fast as the air, To colonise all colours and tribes, A no-respecter of anyone, She has taken hold of respectable mouths, Thereby isolating them from others. Like the plagues of the Egyptians! But the Isrealites shall be preserved!! Like the faeces I clean away with my bare hands, Whose memory stays forever in my memory, Her name and fear stays in the hearts of all….. Tell all, that the fear of *Coro* is the beginning of death!!! Tell Corona too, That her bone shall soon be broken like a glass, Her back lashed against the wall And none will be able to pick up her pieces For her time is only for awhile, She shall not last forever. © *Pvoice,Victor Obadunke 2020.*

When We Cross the River. If you are faced with life’s hurdles and struggles, Choked by the life’s vicissitudes, Know of a surety, You won’t be forever At the brink of this River called Life. Truth be told, A bed full of roses life never is For roses wither with Life, The scorching sun of time; For their quantum of hurdles everyone shares. While like Magi we transverse, There, let this your skull hold, “Nothing wears eternity”. No, never will they. All our life’s snag shall like pebbles give way, And we shall sooner than we believe sing Victor’s song. Then Joy our tears will wipe; Our hope will come alive. For dreams then substance will become, After we have crossed the crooked rail, To the side where darkness never exists. Weepings and wailings? No more shall they be And our heartaches shall disappear in a puff of smoke. Evening and gloom have no seat there. For our eyes the KING will see, If we know and works towards the life after life. ©Pvoice, Victor Obadunke. 2020