Shining Dawn Poem by Asaolu Abayomi

Why have you treated me thus!
Why! My fate
My tears flows in surplus
Despite living in faith
Yet in troubles I land

I feel I could go on
A part felt I could not
My comforter gone
Meeting her I should not
I owe my bright start to her

I worry at my predicament
My sun started brightly
From whom shall I get comfort
Even when my thought is not orderly
With my heart totally broken

Am I mad?
No I must not be
Am I stupid?
No it shouldn't be
Alas my creator maybe angry

Oh my creator!
A bright beginning you bestowed on me
Who art thou terminator
Suicide thoughts you implanted in me
But my dawn tells what the night will look like

In the dawn
My sun shown brightly
My start I've forgotten
Making me think differently
My shining dawn, my bright night.