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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Yesterday we cried, we wept for the loss of peace Last night, we both mourned the demise of tranquility We yearned in futility for that quietude That made our spirits flutter We bemoaned the annihilation of that calmness That gave life to our souls We clustered, finding solace in each other Looking up to the skies for console and comfort Finding nothing but the glitter of the stars And the half smile of the moon As right down at us it starred Offering nothing but its shiny and piercing light Amadi, yesterday you heard it first You singled out the sound of the gong Amidst the cacophony of juggling and music and noise You told me that you hear the gong sounding You held my head still to make me hear But like the woodpecker, I refused to listen, I let my revelry drown my sense of listening Last night, that time when we snuggled up together When we turned to each other for security none could provide When joy burned low like the embers of half-charred coal I swore I'll find my eyes even in the darkness I vowed to wake the sleeping sun To make it shine again for you and for me Amadi, listen, I hear that gong sounding again It's not the same with yesterday This morning, it sounds with gaiety Encompassed by the serenity that yesterday was beclouded by anxiety Yesterday, when the gong sounded, It bore the echo of uncertainty and the fear of the unknown Today, it sounds again heralding the onset of hope And ushering the light of a fresh dawn
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