From The Dukes Widow Poem by Adeosun Olamide
From The Dukes Widow
The day is gone
The heat too
To sleep they go
And their sun
In the moon sleeps too-
Now is us alone
To belong here-
So his words were
But in his aftermath
The here we use to belong
Is taken its other form-
Stars once beautiful
Rain once sought
Nights once cherished
Breeze once wanted
Now comes to mock
To creep my woes
Now stirs my memory
Sunday, May 3, 2015
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