and when my tears dropped
and fall to the bottom of dismay
on stormy nights
where the sky's canvas was
painted with turmoil,
and prophecied of merciless nightmares
to come, I was
shrouded, the rain of loneliness
beat me heavenly
But he and she came
and I saw daybreak smiling
at my bed side,
He...held me softly,
then my soul was lulled
and slept in the hammock
of heavenly peace
and horror was defeated
I found bravery in her eyes,
and a champion warmth,
clothed me with the justification
of love
she smiled, so did I,
she kissed my head,
and I became a victor,
the nightmares were slain,
since they came
and I hibernated,
definitely slept in the
cloud mattress of parenthood.
By Kakraba Afful