Good Morning Poem by Awwal Isiaka

The sun transforms, its red hue now white
A radiant beacon in the morning light
The lonely aisle, once silent, now resounds
With whispers of wonder, echoes all around

Euphoria ignites, a flame that burns bright
A fleeting glimpse of joy, a precious sight
Ready your pen, book, and heart, for the test
Don your armor, polished, let your spirit rest

Even with Shakespeare being present
The unexpected is surely imminent
Through every word, every verse, every sincere expression
You'll discover your purpose, your voice, and your inner obsession.