Land Of The Midnight Sun Poem by Ovie Olori

At midnight has the sun risen
In obedience to an unknown command
Strangely it up ascends
Against the ominous dark sky
In the brightness of its strength
Perhaps! A cessation of normality
And unto the wilderness was light
In a coyly manner, secrets unfold
Unhurriedly
Accompanied by an ephemeral cloudburst
The trespasser sun is subdued
Smoke particles move up sinuously
Revealed is nothing
I sigh
Back to bed; curious still
Deep in my slumber was heard
'Sinister it is'
At my listening door were they
Who? -The crowd of onlookers
Prattling at such an ungodly hour
'Sinister it is'
I sigh again
But wonders they say shall never end.