THE FALLER'S HOPE

(....in the beginning was not the word, In the word was the beginning....Niyi Osundare) ................................................. The word is a bag of keys Store it in your heart And all doors are yours The word is a capsule of life Fill your belly with it And yours is the abundance of life The word is a pot of peace Cook it yourself silently And yours is life of no strife The word is a wand of truth Sway it like a banner And you shall keep away all lies The word is a garland of safety Let it dangle and tingle in you And you shall not be robbed The word is the beginning The word is the middle The word is the end. [C] Benson Richard Onyebuchi.

Before the begining began, From the top of nothingness, and the middle of ruins God rhymed his rhymes: Let there be light. now eyes do see, For God rhymed light from his words and there was light. In the beginning, light walked this dusty clime, Pure compassionate life giving light, Opening eyes, Unstoping ears, Loosening tongues, Straightened legs: Changing Lives. and they heard and yelled and saw the goodness of that light, For God rhymed a verse, And there was light. Before the ends beginning, Men ran with speed of light, Uprooting walls and Gates, Women slayed with great might, Breeding their young with rhymes of light, And light dwelled in many bellies, Calling forth things from nothingness. For God rhymed a line, And there was light. In this end of time's begining, Naked Darknesses harasses lights, mocking God's very lines and rhymes, With theories of error in pictures of silver, and Adam weds Steve, In buildings adorned with crucifix. Sha