I am alone in my thought. I feel far and lost. The moon appears and is crescent, very soon the wolves will cry.
Something never been taught. Need to make it at all cost. Now I feel her presence, behind me, her voice cry.
Our Lives are battles fought. We win some and others are lost. That is the essence, and in most cases we live in lie.
Complain not she says, worry not for good moments are here. Love is spread in France. Just take a good chance.
My soul calmed by the tune she plays. O calmness be near. My spirit wonders in trance. Full moon full of romance.
A night of the moon light rays. A moment I sense no fear. Walk towards her in a prance. It was a moon light dance.
(C) Derrick Ofori Donkor – 7 may 2012
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