Remember The Secret

Remember The Secret

REMEMBER THE SECRET

Life is self fulfilment of old prophecies,
I almost forged a new story for history.
Oh! Forgetfulness why are you so feint?
It’s not too late to remember the secret.

Sometimes you remind me via dreams,
But the human brain box is not reliable.
I chose to write little slides for memory,
It’s not too late to remember the secret.

In the mist of infinity are you chosen,
To read in array and remember the past.
Earth! the home of mastery and history,
It’s not too late to remember the secret.

Born of blood and forced a guiltless cry,
Bathed with warm water, on daily basis.
Yet isn’t clean enough to stop bathing,
It’s not too late to remember the secret.

It seem I am too clean to exist on earth,
I see the else, If my hands are too clean.
As it’s needless to wash it before eating, It’s not too late to remember the secret.

The night isn’t meant for just nocturnals,
Nor the dawn specified for the diurnal’s.
Knowledge has brought us light to see,
It’s not too late to remember the secret.

It is now conspicuous to even the blind,
And very audible to the impaired ears.
That human has existence before birth,
It’s not too late to remember the secret.

I won’t get carried away by attachments,
Not for the borrowed items in markets.
But to write down the realities of nature,
It’s not too late to remember the secret.

©ABEL-IDUOM CALEB.



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