V A N G A R D S (Poem) By Aiya-Oba.

[Aiya-Oba]

Arrows of blame
feast on those,
the lead the way.

But the trailers
suffer no affictions,
destined for vangards.

Whatever you do
is not new,
if no one laughs at you.

- Aiya-Oba (Poet/Philosopher)
Discoverer:
"Isosceles Triangle's Triple Thoerem"

[mkirkpatrick]

Aiya-Oba,here is one of mine,written 25 years ago.
Is It Really You?
The wind fans the grass,like a thousand tiny fingers,
the fragrance of the dew all around us it lingers,
is it really you?

A rainbow arches high above
a dim reminder of forgotten love,
is it really you?

A shaft of sunlight on a spiders web,
lonely feelings begin to ebb,
is it really you?

The cawing of a winters crow,
spotting food on the frozen ground below,
is it really you?

Hope you enjoyed this little ditty,Aiya-Oba.
regards michael.

[Aiya-Oba]

Thats wonderful Michael!
Poetrty is the spring of creativity.
It is the seedling out of which,
flowers of logic and music bloom. -Aiya-Oba