Clouds are clearing in this dark
I can see the hazy moon flanked by its numerous stars
Light rays, with their toes, make visible many a mark
But breakages have arrested almost all bars
Shaking in collapsing
Freeing hope of its masking
II
I can see in drying, tears of dawn
I can see in heating, its chilling cold
I know the webs of morn will by the sun be withdrawn
And I can see the right light hold
So climbing filth upon hurts, hate upon chills
Do fill my quills
III
There is a new world rising
There is a new joy swimming up
There are new love smiling
There is a new, a new life map
Nostalgia builds up excitement and all I hear is a soothing rap
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © October 19, 2018
