Languid soul, longing thoughts
of wondering spirits, of the moonlight
—gathering of hopeful minds, together
without loneliness, just like kinsmen,
alone without loneliness.
Lone moonlight, shadows all fears,
as the courage of the lion invokes
strength in unity and nourishes peace.
Give me peace over warring hamlets,
the peace of togetherness will live
even flourish amid uncertainty.
Fervent dreams, casements of hope,
throes complicated like the voices
of inspired scriptures: the spirit
of precinct faith live in this world.
The love of our common humanity—
so, this gathering of kinsmen was formed.
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Chris Ulasiis on the Editorial Board of The West African Pilot News. He contributes stories about culture and tradition, elite politics, ethnicity and national integration, civil society, and social movement. He is a university professor, community builder, poet, film producer, recording the emergent Nollywood cultural history through film.