Fair Sun
Arise fair sun
and kill the envious moon
the very life blood of our enterprise
that has know size
for the present enterprise
set of his head
with a happy storm
before his very eyes
as he rise to pray
and goes to bed to work
for the makers
i will surprise
as the sun rises
arise fair sun
Copyright © Anthony Onyeka | Year Posted 2011
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