By Jacob Isaac

Leading the Gap

My days are reading the map your tranquil legacy

My ways are leading the gap of your tenacity

The wooden pulpit uttering the wisdom of challenges

Your drowsy logic tampering the lavish rehearsal of excitement

Lap spread of love and heap praise of power

Crowning the velocity of words and deeds

Nomadic range legacy and leap

Hallucinating the remarks and rhythm

Look and like and lick and live

Pick and prove my worthy range

Win and will your pouching views

Thin and drowsy meek moral

Pin providing loosen shape

Then prevailing words to have

Have my  cheering mood to have

Then prevailing words to have