OBVIOUS SECRETS

As the day gradually wind out,

Just like yesterday and yesteryears

I wonder where the days leisurely go.

All set to usher in a new day,

It amazes me where they do come from.

 

As I see the sun rise from a clear horizon,

Maybe the world of a new day is without omission.

It crawls in in the midnight embracing the dawn

A beautiful morning is launched.

 

Should love easily evolve like the day,

I will ponder from where it comes from.

And should it sublime unlike hatred,

I will be dazed by untrue revelations.

But I know where my heart belong.

Decisions just left that home.

 

– Olufemi Oladotun