HALF OF THE SUN Wish I can hold the sun in my hands Squeeze it, may be the world will smile again Under the cloud hopes are forsaken Life is pegged, hanging on a fragile line
It's not just a wish of a child Of a mother crying all night Over the death of her only child Maybe man is not destined to have breathe Every night I watched a falling star Lost her memories of the essence of life Made by God's own hands But bath in mud of wars and crimes It's not raining anymore The flower have lost her beauty Love imprisoned and rotting away A mere ecstatic shadow of yesteryear Can't you see we are dying? Yet you pretend you care Why did you put the light out? We now live fragment of a purposeful life Tossed into the sea and forgotten Sinking underneath is the guilt of unloved Whom has murdered the future Left with a land infertile and unfortified All right reserved Š Akan E. Udofia 2016 http://akanudofia.blogspot.com.ng/2016/01/half-of-sun_13.html