Sunset

• Oyeniyi Joshua

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It would soon be day

And, the sun set on high

Will forcefully take the cloud.

The cool breeze will soon be gone

And the moon, withdraws to another direction -

Maybe to the east or west or south -

For here in the north -

It will be hot for hours;

The matter of kukuruukoo for the cocks,

An instant for the dog to wag its tail;

The telltale alarm of fortification

Calling for action.

The night would soon be gone,

And for the moment,

It would be the sounds of beings

Playing all kinda music

Like that of object falling off in a krakraka-da-dushhhh noise,

The language of work. 

And as frustrating, and tiring 

session it brings;

It becomes the moment

Our existence is tested

And, our body fitting back into shapes

Lest we look like the amorphous clouds - 

The eyes of heaven, 

The reservoir of cry.

                  

Sunset

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