tears of the sun.

Crickets incessantly whispered through the night-

In hashed tones, tired of lone long night. 

Night tenderly embraced darkness,

And gently strode; lazily, unconcerned, arm in arm,

Through to chills of a frowning morning.

The skies still cried,

And tears tore through the dense dark blanket.

Birds mumbled in their nests

Unable to bask in the morning glory-

That oft° beckoned an expectant day.

We'd cursed and troubled deaf heavens so long,

And now ears were a heaven's blessing,

But blind like a day time bat. 

No more smiles

It trickled on

Tears of the sun.

© Bunguswa ™