Poem
after (Hay Jude)
Hay Man! When
you sing a song,
let it be so loud that it is curious
mixture of
extreme joy to invite
all merry youngsters to join and revel;
let the song be also tempered in mood
of justified anger and frustration that angels
descend to appease you in diction
of clairvoyance and protection.
This is a colorful
world replete
With resplendence and Nature’s
Beauty and
Bounty in all its forms;
Even the ocean gyrating in great
Colors including the surf and swathes ;
Why only black and white?
Oh! Man , think of your childhood days,
With cola and kite
ever playing on the streets,
Getting a warm
scolding from your mom,
For the sunburnt face and home work not done.
Now you are grown,
wearing a sun glass,
Venturing into
many new feats and success.
Sing along ,sign aloud a merry song,
Also a prayer to The Almighty,
Beseeching His Guidance and Divine
Succor.
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