Samuel Fatokun Ph, 6 january 2012
Our quest to quench "our" thirst
Our rescue from battles of "our" heart
Our privilege to see the unseen
Our aim, with great gain
Our medium to all contacts
The only connection between our "revealers"
The revealer of all abtracts
Nature gave it's name, by nature we are named
Our aims and names remains the same
But our views and fame are not the same
No shame!
Since our aim brings us gain
Emotional gains! Amongst many
Our chance can never be the last
"Last chance", never a privilege
When our hearts and earth are connected
Our hands and hearts are unseperated hearths
Our quest to quench our pain, for gain....
We shall forever aim....
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