A Story Night Poem by Ronald Doku

Twilight is here and the sun departs with calming beauty
Children bid it farewell with such joy and delight
That emit feelings of nostalgia from elderly onlookers
As their goodbye songs travel beyound the great lake
When they welcome the Friday moon
By the bank of the moonlit shimmering lake
Little footprints leave their marks on the sand
The young crowd make their way to the lake's end
Where the burning firewood awaits their company
Under a leafy sky, are dark shaped silhouettes
Of anxious little bodies sitting on logs by a bonfire
Who anticipate the coming of the story teller
Hoots heard miles away give the story its special effects
When the children are so caught in the story
And they lay their tongues to rest
Their ears sharper than their parents' farm machetes
They listen to the trickery and wisdom of Ananse, the great spider
Of whom they consider more than a folklore at that moment
But a god who through his messenger, the story teller
Teach them valuable lessons in life