JEFFREY MANE FEBI
An entry in The Crocodile Prize
Kina Securities Award for Poetry
Somewhere in the distance
An evidence of existence
Like a sound in the mind
Surely, one of a kind
Weary and pleading
Perhaps bleeding
I hear a faint voice
And I made a choice
Since I could follow it
I would follow it
But I can't forget the lady over there
So I shan't leave my memories here
'Twas sweet! Sweet it was! This dream
So I retreat under the cover of this stream
But somewhere in the distance
There's an insistence
Like a sound in the mind
An evidence of existence
I hear a call for assistance
You're too late! Too early!
Too early! Too late!