Only Four Out Of All Of Them

Tired for many days
Busy – always!
I’m nothing but an ant
A powerful chant.

One out of many
A few would take a penny
A tree that burns the forest
A drop that makes an ocean.

Change? Of course
We four are a force
Constellation of stars
A pack of bars.

We’d would fall
We’d be pushed to the wall
A night drowned in light
To live is to fight.

Victor Oyedele