LOVE

Like the sun:
Would rise piercing softly through the walls of darkness that had hung over our heads
Through out those chilly nights
Radiating forth its splendid twilight;
Love would rekindle our lost hope
After someone thought our hearts to broke
And while on our knees in the dark we grope
To reinstate our shattered selves:
Love from the depth of hopelessness
Will spring forth galloping In might
Commanding a battalion of knights
To repel the lies they told;
To shield us from the enflamed spears of hate thrown at us;
And guide us through the emboldened gate of bravery
Under the protection of a mightier ruler we could trust:
Oneself

©Amadu Wurie Jalloh
®SAWN

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