Oladele Oladeji

Voices

You came on a dark

Night, then took me on a journey

to melancholy.

You spoke, and travelled with me

Deeper to discover me ___ your melancholy.

At your height, you sang angelic songs,

You spoke the words of love.

Your dirge songs, you painted, not as

A dark sea, but as thousands of daffodils,

And millions of red roses.

Like the red, black dotted ladybird you

Made me fly, you washed my vision, you

Healed my pain and heartache.

As a beautiful tropical butterfly by the flowing

Stream, you made me see the colours

Of the world in my cerebral cage __ Your voice.

Nay, at the furthermost end of my lifeline

You sang an awakening lullaby for me to return.

But you, you ___ the voice, and your voices,

Saved my life for not singing

The songs of Passover.

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