Ain't No Sunshine Poem by Michelangelo Onicha

In the darkest hours of my dream
I have experienced your saving deeds,
I came to worship you, so don't make it over,
in reflections of your holy beams,
I have traversed all these barren ridges,
right here, where you became sober,
oh the lions of Zion, roar out to the dark,
praying for light, could a lion ever be held?
even I seek to thee for strength, oh yeah
it's just like yesterday, remember vividly
watching the works of my kin bold and boyful
giving the races, chase of their lives,
yeah, fest and dine on them majestically
yes, they saw no sunshine
but that was yesterday, the mirrors would break
all those years was my day,
and whoever thought our hearts could break,
right here, they ain't no night or day,
still praying for dawn to break,
still hoping that I should wake up,
but, there ain't no sunshine,
we were Kings oh yes indeed
young and free who wouldn't believe it?
but now it's sadness
when at the Peak, who would think of falling,
but my friends, only the downed fear no falling,
where has it been heard before, a beast in a cage,
oh yes, roaring here, wild but tamed.
oh dear, this ain't no sunshine
if I be free again, I'll walk paths thought so lame,
I'll never hunt again
I'll just be, be myself
for all the races that I'll care
seek for peace and lay down there,
and I'd never be like the rest
oh my God, I would not blend,
but come to think of it we're lions
so we need no sunshine.