Oh Sleep
Oh sleep you blissful monster! ally of death, where
have you been?
I sought for you all night long, my eyes at akimbo
as in a den.
When men were ploughing the ground to destroy
their plight
Then you came for me like a thief in the living
daylight.
Oh sleep!! not now for i want to pick my pen.
Copyright © Joseph Jeremiah Naye | Year Posted 2017
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