Oluwatobiloba is an undergraduate of the University of Lagos and a lover of poetry.
The King's Court
I got into the King's court mound,
And look what I found,
People's fortune, hanging in the air,
For they came in with a load of care.
Some, relaying petitions to the king.
But I couldn't hear a thing,
And I doubt if His Highness could hear them too.
An aura of darkness, placed them in a mute ado.
One wept, one bowed, another sang.
What a sonorous voice would have rang,
But I couldn't hear a thing.
Misdeed stood in Favour's way,
And blurred the worshipper's display,
Hushing their outcry,
Making it seem like His Highness sits too high.
But here, teardrops do not count,
Hours spent only amount
To naught and yields to aught,
Without a broken and contrite heart.
© 2019 Odunlami Oluwatobiloba Grace