A Night In Nigeria - Poem by Kendzi Samuel
Blue, black, and a little of green,
Colors I see, mixed in the night sky.
Stained with white clouds that seem to glow
But sure sparkles the stars tis sprinkled with
Do you see the sad humor in his eyes?
Do you see the mask of quiet shame she wears?
The evening breeze chills my skin, of course
tis only your embrace would bring me warmth.
Grab my shoulders, shake em, rouse my soul
The bell of alarm jilts me awake.
Crickets, toads and generator sets,
The music retain it's mournful crescendo.
We roll of the mat, to the cold floor
And dance in our dreams to this dreadful dirge.
Your cold hands could reach beyond the veil of my soul,
It could sieve out the emotions mixed in my sorrow.
The moon, a half eaten cake in the skies,
I am content to watch this child smile
A mother sways gently, rocks the child strapped at her back,
And the sweet lullaby she sings carries the child to sleep.
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