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Brand Me Not
Brand me not a
Vain visionary whose soul
Gorges on fickle fancies
Though my long-sought pearl
Like a mirage
Lurks afar in mind-beggling mystery
Brand me not a waif
Whose home like the
Wind is but hither and thither
For humanity impels
My thoughts and steadily
Guides my gait.
Brand me not a lout
When possessed by
The portrayal of truth
I galumph like a Gladdened homing horse From a
victorious race.
Olawale Obadeyi
EDITOR’S NOTE
Originally published in Nigeria Magazine on 01 Apr 1987, p. 88. This diplomatic transcription preserves the wording and lineation visible in the archived page.