Posted by AJAYI K O on
Light-less
Where I was born,
where the very heart of
people lives,
where the very name of
my tribe was culled
Nights and Light are fiends.
“Mama,” I protest,
“I hate Nights without Light”
for God gave Light to govern Nights
Why’s darkness a king
in the Day
and blackness
the Night’s prince?
Where I was born,
where my heroes cried to light
As though Night’s strange
Where their day has become Night-
Death is friend-the death of my friends for dearth of our strength.
Will there ever be Sun in the day
And Moon in the Night?
For the Book taught me
thus do God purpose.
Why do you hide the Sun
In the day my cloth awaits its heat?
And the moon
In the Night that dreams are to be seen?
Oh, why do you hide the Sun?
For the marketers and the market awaits,
the former delays
Latter’s scanty
So is our strength!
AJAYI, Kolade.