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The depressed sky is torn,
A long slit forms,
A slit of pink rim and bright yellow and white core,
Reposed in a backdrop of a charming sky-blue,
All resting on a skyline set with low mangrove shrubs,
and an earth draped with a rug of thick white sand.
With its bulging head, the setting sun peeps,
A quick glance at our sorry earth it seems,
Yet a smile on its face there is…
To me he smiles,
His smile I mime,
At this my hope arise:
Though black and bland become my skies,
On faith my light shall find a stand.
This article was written by Folarin Kolawole
Founder of Naijatreks, Nigerian-born Folarin Kolawole is a geologist, travel writer and researcher. When not at work, he travels the length and breadth of Nigeria, exploring, taking photos and writing about her numerous hidden tourist potentials. 'Naijatreks' is a product name registered under the Ntreks brand, which is also duly registered by Nigeria's Federal Corporate Affairs Commission. The contents on this blog are re-usable. However, it must be ensured that it is linked back to this blog, and correctly attributed to Naijatreks or the author. Please do not edit, rewrite or commercialize the original works on this blog without direct and written permission from the Founder (Folarin Kolawole). For inquiries and advert placement on the blog, kindly contact us at info-naijatreks@doc.com or naijatreks-doc@gmail.com.
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