The Bright Night Poem by Poet Akinwemimo Idris

It is just a deceit,
For night to touch,
Our oval visage,
The dark paint.

Dear oh beloved!
We'v already seen,
These pits in day-light,
Fear let not so again,
War already fought.

We couldn't get,
Strength to walk.
If we couldn't secure,
A place to rest.

Dear the beloved!
Tonight to us,
Is a blessing sent,
From the ignorance,
Of our fated foes.

Lastly yes we did,
Secured a road-side.
To lie till dawn...
Secure a night itself...
To boost lost strength.


21TH AUGUST 14.
10: 31 P.M
KWARA STATE,
NIGERIA.