A New Dawn In a Marble of Hope
A new dawn in the midst of stars,
Another star added one among others,
Oceans shout in great embrace of this,
Seas dance in affectionately, joyfully.
Twenty-eight of painted November
A great gem birthed and angels sang.
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He is here to change human cause,
Writing a future to the mountain climbers.
He is the crystal of the sky' brightness,
A deity in the eyes of the penlords.
Here he comes singing like the nightingale,
Gracefully endowed with higher muse.
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Season comes and go through our eyes,
Rainbow has a handful of stories to tell;
Fresh story from fountain of life water,
With a tilting brave of a man on his day.
Hope spring out in the eyes of tomorrow,
Even when the future is tired of keeping right.
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Legs of forest dreams hoping to conquer.
We wish you more in life and more to come
Not from a watery lips but a fruit light.
Long live a marvalous poet, long life Hunge!
Truly we shall keep writing of a future
From this dawn on marbles of hopeful hope.
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(C) John Chizoba Vincent
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