A POEM BY CHUKWUEMEKA FAMOUS
O great clairvoyant!
Whose mind is untrammeled
Out of your vast orb runs out
A beatific world yet to come
If only we could fathom
The emergence that awaits us
Then the lukewarmness of our
Spirits will be extirpated
But we cannot tell
The nature of this emergence
Only you, great clairvoyant
Can weigh what the future holds
Therefore, we implore you
To make a vivid picture of
The world to come
Keep us abreast of this
And if this emergence will not
Assuage the lugubriousness
That inflicts our present existence
Then let aplomb find it's roots in us
CHUKWUEMEKA FAMOUS
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