Sunrise In Kenya Poem by Dr Anthony Onoja

The Sky is dark, clothed with the dark curtains of the night, the night is old like the granny in a remote lonely hut of Ancasa, the moment is endowed with the cold facades of cold and loneliness, like the amber light it all a dreadful nightmare of fallen cyclopes giants that walked earth in floodage.
The night came so passionately with her lips all wet with the April rain, Thou handsome like that Kikuyu boy in wonderland
Trendy with elegance like the Damsels of Melinda...above the staircase of Nairobi we see the sun rises beyond the mountains of Kenya...like the days of Tina-Tony it arises with morning beauty and passion out of the very heart of Africa...