Resurrection 3.0
Aug 9, 2017 · 1 min read

This river is ebbing
Waving byes to the shore
Talia’s got enough lobsters for dinner
And home pulls us with cords invisible.
The dark gives her mating call.
Soft… Bold… Insistent
Who dares ignore?
Off we head into the womb of the night
Willing to be born again.
Talia speaks:
To be born is to die
On the days of high winds
Assured the end has begun
To live is to fade slowly
Into the dark
Fleeing from yourself
To die is to grasp
At hope so translucent
And to wake is to know it’ll
All happen again
Resurrection is now
Resurrection is yours
Embrace it
ABOUT THE POET
Gboyega is a lawyer and a believer in the yet untapped power of words to change the course of a generation. He loves places themed poetry and is at work on his first e-collection.
