The sun shines <br />Radiantly in the sky <br />It dwindles the light <br />Of the stars <br />And the sky speaks <br />From the abyss of darkness <br />Swallowed partly by the moon <br />Where the sun no longer is King. <br />God knows why the <br />Lion wears no horn <br />In the midst of rodents <br />Or amongst the ungulates. <br />And the sun shines anything but dull <br />In the ambience of <br />The weeping sky <br />When the clouds cast <br />Their dark shadow under the sky <br />And men see a blanket <br />Of misfortune above their heads. <br />A lone cock to crow <br />Often would have <br />Its voice cracked <br />Then even twirps made <br />By sunbirds will echo <br />In the valley of fame.<br /><br />Tony Adah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-only-cock/
