Arise O Snlight, Come Outshine The Stars Poem by Simpa Omoluabi

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See, do not hold your mirror of a moon
Against me for too long face of the noon;
Behind the rite I hear your smack and hiss
Like I and Margaret at a broken kiss.
Gracing my porch nubile Nubian pillars,
From wheat of dreams they separate tares.
Arise o Sunlight, come outshine the stars,
Daybreak be quick to eclipse my nightmares.
Hail me that who scrubbed with her tears
And on the stairs rising the Sun did spread
The nose-bleeding dream carpet of her fears
For the pollen feet of the Sun to tread:
You are the harbinger Edo Maiden
That unwound the morning into my den.

Copyright © 2013 Arise O Sunlight, Come Outshine The Stars by Simpa Omoluabi