son(g)s of light~by Ayoola Goodness Olanrewaju

 

 

son(g)s of light

light.

is the way we trap life from the
spread of darkness.

there is no mourning in my eyes
tonight. i sing in the delights of mornings. the moon may
have sunk into the belly of dark sky. like her. i rise tomorrow.

full.

forgive me. i do not sing for those who give god
to darkness. for the man who thinks darkness drowns
in a body of gin.

i do not sing for those who
slave into wraps and weeds. pass me the lighter.
and glows that give room for more darkness. for what darkness
swallows light and live?

but i sing for you. you who sit in
darkness. and your head is light. you who sit
in darkness. and hold the sun in your eyes. the moon
in your mouth. you who sit in darkness. and
darkness cannot comprehend. you whose heart is an inferno.

i sing for you. you who know how to star in
every scar. you who know how to
drink sweet milk from bitter days. and stitch thousand
yards of dryness into monsoons.

i sing for you. who like the moon
in the belly of dark sky rise

tomorrow.

full!

Ayoola Goodness © 2017

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