Poem: COVID-19; not I’ve heard of

Before nightingales sang the sun a lullaby, We breathed the virgin air Before dusk lured the sun to bed, We lay on the green-cover of the fields While anticipating rains in the forecast. Yesterday, we sang to the doves' songs When the atmosphere was serene. Just today; the sun - it never woke up Leaving … Continue reading Poem: COVID-19; not I’ve heard of

On March 6

Centuries-old hazy clouds Parted ways with us - finally The storm was no more. Singing birds came in white As our souls were emancipated From the bonds of slavery. The diamond stars stood glowing far above us. On 6th March, Ghana - the Star of Africa was born From the loins of the sub-Sahara. On … Continue reading On March 6