Poetry

THE MOON IS GONE

The moon is gone, the stars are done, a new sun is here

There is uncertainty in the atmosphere

Men sit to sup worry in their  stare

All around what they find is fear

Another 365 days of hardship to bear

Sluggish income for a million to share

A calendar of suffering has started this year

Behold trepidation is drawing near

But I won’t despair

Though tribulation fill the air

I will make hard work my spear

As I hunt in this jungle where

Stress lurks like wild animals everywhere

It is time to open your heart to hear

The helpful words I have to declare

Like appetizing dishes I promise to dish out care

Force beautiful words into your ears

 

Put comfort on your plate in this stratosphere

Even all you a dip in my oil well

Are you hungry? Pls share my avocado pear

If there is time I will tango your hair

                                                                       

West BiokpoJoshua (08038397312

(joshuabiokpowest@yahoo.com)

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