CANDLE IN THE WIND – Oletu Oghenenyore C. (Nyore Note)

The hand of the sun was not heavy enough
To light the pack of dreams I sheltered
In the manor of my mind.
I scribble on some leaves
What I want tomorrow to tell
Of me.

Yesterday is late, it died
At the zero-zero hours, yet,
I still burn unperturbed
A candle, surviving in the wind.