PRAYER AT DAWN

A slice of moon for breakfast
A dotted star and tea
A blue-grey sky that will not last
For soon the sun will be

The slice of moon is smiling
And as it smiles it fades
The words are dilly-dallying
And my pen hesitates

By what premise did I now
Presume myself a man
And yet I promise, nay I vow
To serve the Son of Man

The slice of moon has disappeared
Did I just say a prayer?
I long to touch lives, that be shared
The music in my ear.

– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.

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