‘HALF OF A YELLOW SUN’ & ‘PARADISE LOST’ (three poems by Yohanna Singfuri Daniel)

HALF OF A YELLOW SUN

We swim in sea of our sweat
Thinking our end is near,
Our hope keeps its head
Above water to stay afloat.
 
We watch tempest swallow
The sea of our trouble,
It weds our struggle,
It builds our hopes a hollow.
 
We fancy the face of hope
That lights the face
Of our hopes and dreams;
We pray to live before we leave.
 
Night after night, we watch
And pray, for the city
Of the rising sun
To come like Jesus Christ.
 
Nza, its current draw our fears
To its shore where we find
Ourselves singing the anthem
Of the city of half a yellow sun,
 
Where we find our lips
Singing songs of fallen heroes.
No more there was a country,
  Soul brother.