Dawn after Pandemic—4 poems

Another day gone

 a bright day
 to behold, a new dawn of
 laughter and faith
  
 do I 
 need an astrologer
 to decode the beam
 of laughter on the moon
  
 I have seen
 seasons of pain
 and known too pain
 and pain too painful to behold
  
 so let me
 walk through the backdoor
 and steal serum of joy
 you give
  
 oh it’s another day gone bye
 missing smiles of the moon
 shine on your face
 oh what a day to behold
                                          18/02/20 

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Sleep-world

 I sat
 At the porch
 Of night
  
 Daydreaming
 Seeing congress
 Of fireflies
  
 Fireflies
 Born before days
 Of modernity
  
 But I
 Lost in thought
 Flew away
  
 Into the arms
 Of sleep-world
 Of night
             19/03/20 

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The coronavirus

 This season … droplets of death beads
 Filter into humans’ home
 And in flashes, the globe became a theatre of fear
 A theatre of death
  
 We live in fear, in the soaring appetite of death blowing
  
 The wind continues to blow deadly across
 Leaving wrinkled cries
 Short of breath to live
 Many became still and soon to go, and forgotten
 But the stubborn wind refuses to fade away
  
 We live in fear, in the soaring appetite of death blowing
  
 Mankind will rise again
 We will rise again
 We will rise again 
 Mankind will rise again
                                         02/04/20 

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The dawn after coronavirus pandemic

 Loud smiles creep across the waves. Yes smiles were loud
 At the meander of holding hands again together
 All along the landscape of nesting
 And the incredulous affectation, in the air
 As we danced to the tune of the invigorated song of laughter
  
 The weather blue bright. Reminder of the days of isolation
 From days of death, fear and rumors of
 That deadly virus that swam across the
 Gatepost of boundaries darkly, oozing 
 Out more deaths along every corner of the globe
  
 The earth became sick. Sick of the deaths of its pride, mankind; 
 our earth was sick, with its garters down, in the 
 foam chest of doubt. Darkness became
 The beginning of the morning sun, and love
 Was kept at bay. Our lovely sandlot turned gray
  
 Then this new dawn. This dawn
 Became warn and grew like our Iroko of hope. And
 It came as a time of relief, unimaginable
 Or imagined — we all in unison said 
 Bye-bye to covid 19, bye-bye to its death.
  
 Loud smiles creep across the waves. Yes smiles were loud
 At the meander of holding hands again together
 All along the landscape of nesting
 And the incredulous affectation, in the air
 As we danced to the tune of the invigorated song of laughter
                                                                                                           22/04/20 

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