Written by Offorjamah Ogonna Felicitas
As black as the sky is
in a moment called night
is as black as the soul
overshadowed by night.
So dark becomes the thought
of lovers
So evil becomes the wicked heart
In a shadowy blanket made of rare darkened charcoal,
It covers evil till the morning dawns.
Text © Offorjamah Ogonna Felicitas
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