THE VOICE THAT CALLS YOU HOME

It comes from a distant land
With obsession easy to understand
Reminds you that you are not alone
It’s the voice that calls you home

It is the beauty of every creature
The transferred happiness of the future
Brings one to a never ending zone
Oh! That voice that calls you home

It takes and brings things to existence
Seldom accord with forms of pretence
Spoken by one and Him alone
Is that voice that calls you home

Could this be the voice of Jesus
That spoke on the road to Damascus
If it is, then I’m glad to be atoned
By that voice that calls one home

Though knowledge fails, and hearts bleeds
Question not the way this Voice leads
For in this side of life one is not alone
Being mindful of that voice that calls them home

One has walked strait for others to follow
Though excruciating, please try to swallow
For whatsoever that is broken is made whole
When that voice calls you home

And to folks left behind to time
Brotherly kindness and charity be thine
To profit withal and the truth uphold
And wait for that voice to call you home

Written by: Caleb A. O
08026755943

P.O Box 8021, Wuse Abuja, Nigeria
belaciano007@hotmail.com
Zip Code-900271 Maitama, Abuja, Nigeria

The Inexplicable Problem

After a traumatic work day
Going back to my humble home
A familiar cry reaches the ear
Oh! It’s the sound of my mobile phone

“Who could this be”? I questioned
It’s a call from a private number
“Its I… I’ll call you…” was all she said
But the voice was far too familiar

Though it wasn’t a normal flash
The voice produced too many pictures
I ran my memory in a speedy form
But none matches such eloquent features

Whose fault then was it?
Mine! Or that of the caller
Was it the network coverage?
Or that of the moving car

Had I known, would have trekked home
No! Jumped out of the car in motion
If only she wouldn’t call me back
Wouldn’t have been in this commotion

Though it gives me great thought
And lots of funny inspiration to write
That was the longest suspense of all
My ceiling had a million sheets that night

Could this be the caller’s intention?
To know the state of my patience
But if a vital message is to be passed
Then why this inconsequential suspense

But whatever this is
Chaos is the state of my mind
I wait meticulously for her call again
If only this poem she would find

Written By: Caleb A. O.

+ 234-8026755943

belaciano007@hotmail.com

P. O. Box 8021 Wuse, Abuja, Nigeria

Zip Code-900271 Maitama, Abuja, Nigeria