The Moon Cry Poem by Blessing Asake

it was a solid day,
I'm moving to share my glacier,
one can easily see the moment of a star,
when I heard the lousy sound of a wall
I feel beaten in my heart; I wonder what it could be,
it's sunny buh I can see the drop of water,
what an echo day, tend to be surprising at first I never see such before: well it's a new world nothing could be surprising again, now I can see it face, I'm burn I can't stop looking, he keep sharing tear who will plead the moon.