Answers By Doom Poem by Adedokun Abdurrahman

The sun used to rise and yellow our world
Its glow used to be just bright enough
The moon used to watch from afar
Peering closely at the meekness of the nights
Our days used to be long enough
To cause a trauma if we were to fall
Our nights used to be silent and cool
Our fear for vampires, long subdued
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Alas oh! They all used to be
Till man started throwing caution to wind
Till black skins all turned a'white
And to the sun, man waved a cautioning hand
Before man became arrogant and proud
And to the skies he casted a scornful glance
He cursed and asked God why he made him black
And answers were given by the gathering clouds