Dark Streets Poem by Babatunde Aremu

These streets are well laid
The edifices are glamorous
Their roofs symbolize opulence
The flowers are well-fed
Oozing out good scents like the Arabian perfume
Thus making passer-by to become immobile
As the day retreats
The beauty of the streets wither
When sun closed her eyelids
As moon's full circle is past
When stars become stubborn
The streets suddenly turn dark
Poles of electric are dried up
Its wires become dry like old leaves
Having clustered ropes in a thick bush
Swallowing up the beauty of the streets
No light, no more vision nothing shines
The glamour is gone
Total darkness is lord
Its opulence is now unseen
Till the dawn of a new day