Pt. 1

Sweet Exodus-
Earthly wings,
to fly over
Lagos- and its traffics.
Sturdy feets,
to walk past the woes of hate
and chaos,
religions and ego- and rays
to lead me to the cosmos,
even if I devolve- flesh to bone-
to watch in awe,
the might of the sun,
flight of souls-
as the stars align,
and the sun sets on Mars.

Pt. 2

Silhouettes of mountains,
endless sky and silence-
endless blues- flowerless garden of solitude,
endless
stares into deserted serenity,
into peace,
ended wars, healing scars and
sunset on Mars.

SF