Black Boy Review

The Painter’s Hands by Onawale Femi



The hand of the painter,moving here and there

Giving the paper a new destiny to bear

The ink enfolds the paper with loving care

Its perfection holds the eye in long stare

It speaks of what is: a reality

It tells tale of that which cannot be:  a miracle

Tales which might never be till eternity

That reaches the soul without obstacle

A work of Art that rolls drop of love down our eyes

That moulds the face to a smile,to shine with our teeth

And grips the heart to a tighten,to let out a sigh

Setting free that long lock away,and Our being start to breath.

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