Poems from Pius. YAWALELE A. Abioya

Strangers
Sitting here in this crowded room I look at you in front of me...at a distance And you are looking back at me              I try to find...
In this valley of tears
That when the night is far spent and fading away Dawn approaches with morning's light I call to Thee my Lord Far from beneath your cross In...
In a far away land
                                           When this silent night descends alone...in a faraway land;                             my mind...