ONCE

Once, here was innocent of envy
Once, here never stirred a frenzy
Once here, hands moulded the levy
Nothing imposed,nothing heavy

Once, words and exchanges were lucid
And nothing suffered being hidden
Like the tiny,black ant
Under the black stone
In the middle of dark nights,so dark

Dug deep a fear
a well of one-eyed tears
That which I tried to have them hear

Bleaked, blurred in vision
Blended and overshadowed by our missions

Once held in a strong,fistful fang
escapes through an explosion,a bang!
Under the sun fates loosely hang

Sakor Inusah Musah©
(UHAS) 
sakorunik@gmail.com