Ramadan Poem | Day 21: The Odd Numbers by Onafowokan Taofeek Busayo
The Odd Numbers
Every being wants to journey
The 84 years 4 months in a night
They crumble their beds
In the face of the ocean
Painting their eyes on the platter of His mercy
What the journey may be
In the cup foamed with odd numbers
Where most servants stand fit
In the chronicle of the ‘odd’ events
Forgetting that the ‘even’ numbers
Are also majesty maybe
To supplicate to be one of the voyagers
To witness the journey of the night of decree.
by Onafowokan Taofeek Busayo