Midnight Tears Poem by Hope Ajagun

Midnight Tears

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On some nights
I take inventory of me
Like one after some long fights
After my busy bee
On these nights
My solitude deepens
Vetting the marks on my bights
And how and why it happens

They are nights I pity
Pity my neighbors
Pity my friends
Pity my kindred and children

Following the lucidity of my soul
The uncertainty of the paths
Troden by the human sole
Like dirts after baths

But this night
I librate my loneliness
To watch the fights instead of fight
To laugh at my seriousness
And my crude jokes
Until my midnight tears cease.

Saturday, December 16, 2017
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