Let's Greet The Sun Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

Let's greet the youthful sun that
roll the mat of our suffering before
the night rain visit our spreading sin
Our joy is born with faith and hope
We've seen the moon put on a smile,
his bed, flowered with a breezy dawn
Our nose have smelt yet another year
full of love and they said the sun did it
Season comes and go but we remain here
We can't eat our food raw when the sun
remains the pride of which we stand for.