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giants do fall...inspirational poem

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Giants do fall, and when one falls
How does he teaches another
to wield his curly steel of white?
We have the earth in common
and the blue sky, so high is far
yet, it seems so near that we aim
above it. When the hands reaches
a football pole, and the Keeper falls
like a disturbed airplane, -it crashes-
yet he would want to make more stunt
and rule the world with his hands.

So when giants fall, should they have
some tears, maybe a little tear or...
What joy is in sadness that sings —
The melancholic melody that
takes bread from the mouth and belly?
What stomach is it that gets full and hunger
after a fall from some society wishing omen?
The world is truly a stage. Actors do faint
as does Jackie Chan, but actors don't stop
if death doesn't dare, and life is living...
Actors don't stop till the end of the script.
And, how sweet is it, when the candle
melts yet its flame is as a wisp of
unending burns from a fiery furnace?
Seeing to catch ne'er dies if not murdered
by the host — oh to the post of foremost...

Akinwale Peace Akindayo
Philip Peace

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