Saturday, 3 December 2016

Sinking moon


It's a beautiful day
The sun comes out shining as bright as it can
Giving you the reassurance that everything is going to be alright
Everything is going to work out
Then you find yourself in the afternoon
The sun becomes harsh
It chases the sweat out of your pores
You begin to wonder
You thought you both were friends
How could he treat you like this
Now all you are left with is a dark sky
And a sinking moon

Banji Coker

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