Sunday Love Poem by Rashad Nyango

Though, I was born on thursday
but I dare this day as mine,
When I was only nine
So, I sang lullabies to teddy-my toy.

It was another Sunday
When asked to rehearse
Verses of the prayer book
"God is my provider…
Love your neighbor as yourself"

Chapter and verse-forgotten
At thirty years of life
I cannot sing lullabies, only love songs
Love on another Sunday

She could sing better
Her voice connected to my ear drum
Swelling the fantasy in me to explosion
Now, I cannot abate this chapter
This love is love on another Sunday…
Love your partner as yourself…