NIGHTFALL
Oh night
Who is your father?
Who is your mother?
Who gave birth to you nd your brother?
Oh night
Where do you keep your ink at dawn
That you pour while the sun clatters into the horizon
That ink which when seen by babies makes them yawn?
Oh night
In the past you that when you approachhed
You made littel children happy
While they ran to meet elders on their couch
To hear their moonlight story
Oh night
When you pour your black ink
Supported by the light from your friends
Which makes my eyeball sink
There they go into their socket
Oh night
There you come again
Rolling your dark cloud like the smoke of a train
Pushing the sun to another part of the world
Oh night this is the way i can express you in words
© OSO OLAJIDE 2013
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