When the sun rises,
and the moon embacking on its endless journey.
We all,
in the survival battle for a better future.
On this road we cannot travel alone.
You came,
stirred my loneliness to give companionship.
Your eye ball like the moon in the dark sky.
With your complextion assimilating Africa.
For this,
to heaven,
i shall continually send words.
To 'Aseda' for you his his creature.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
survival for a better future, good write, thanks. i invite you to read my poems and comment.