SHOW US YOU

The sounds of nature stamps your existence

Your bodiless presence calls for some insistence

Of evidence of your presence

Despite many testimonies of the taste of your essence

You are who you are

Though we know not when you were

But are dying to share

In your kingdom at any fare

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We wish to with you dine

Even if we wear blindfold of wine

So we can be in line

Other than in this mood of pine

Many hearts, like bombs detonate

With thoughts of your good resonating

Many hearts are plucked like fruits at a child’s reach

Their blood presented as your present

Don’t whisper through the air

Stop rolling through seas

Stop shining through the sky

Stop supporting through the earth

Stop running through our veins

And touching through our hearts

Just show us you

And light our senses through your wisdom

To know you and your desires

By amoafowaa