Manage the sky at dusk for the afternoon
Build canoes designed for journey of fortune
When we got to shore, we knew we did it
We trade in lone lane of solidness
Drain it milk from breast, life saw it
Ganged to walk Toronto way
As much as we know, it wouldn’t cost
What we did, beyond years of wilderness
More compassionate than the love you Christ
Injected the venom from viper to whisper our
Handy work, we love the oak’s life
We still do, will do it not past or present
We were right in front of those shapes that
Perfected origin’s man and brought sack of
long learning, we still do, what we did.
Daniel Ajayi is a devoted poet from Lagos, Nigeria. He is passionate about his career and realizes the opportunities life gave him. He writes from his studies of human behaviour and holds a degree in Human Resources Management. Some of his works appeared on Spillwords Press, Storried, Ovi Magazine and elsewhere.