So, I found it late, <br />My proper gratitude to Fate <br />And whatever He is keeping me alive to this date, <br />For I am yet to be late <br />Nor was my soul on a silver plate. <br /> <br />Seeing the night in its purest built; <br />Dark from pole to post in its precious guilt <br />How it haul all in into its cold and priceless quilt <br />Solitude is non of all it came with! <br />Who dares defines this to Duality? <br /> <br />Yet now I move towards sleep <br />Thoughts holding my mind on grip <br />Good God! In darkness let me be <br />As I take my corner in this Abyss <br />And when morrow calls I plea to see <br />The Old fool called Sun waiting on me- <br />Korede, but tonight <br />In darkness let me lie <br />And cry <br />In its beauty don't let me die.<br /><br />Prince Korede Abiodun<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-colour-of-the-dark/
