The Setting Sun Poem by Vincent Van Ross
The Setting Sun
Everyone
Worships
The rising Sun…
But,
Once
I bowed
Before a setting Sun
And saluted him!
I offered
My prayers
And vowed
Obeisance to him
The moment
He rose again,
He rushed
To my door
And,
Promised
To shine on me
Forever!
Since then,
I have spent
My days
And, nights
In the glory
Of bright Sunlight!
Since then,
I have never seen
The darkness of night!
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