MOONLIGHT

When night is nigh I sigh so high

A sigh of no might to say a lie

That I can survive the length of night

Without visions of you coming alight

...Sleep of the Just....Thabile on granpa lap

Loving the maverick you may be naive

Risking wrath and wreck a brave craze

But behold! I hold nothing back

For without you light turns black

Let me leave me to love and laugh

Yet it’s a lie for the pain is no bluff

Rivers of feeling flow so freely, swiftly

Times of sight of you fleet quickly.....

Not a soul got told this mood is for the moon

This lovelorn sojourn is a plea to see you soon

When last you ascended I was in deep sleep

When last you descended clouds buried you deep

Come out now moon mark the savannah moonlit

Come gracious quirky queen so the sky can be love-bit

For my culture makes a cult out of your night reign

It’s when you are up that us farmers wish for rain….

By Andrew Sesinyi.