The sun climbs majestically to the sky,
In golden robe from greening bed.
Long-beaked choristers announce your presence,
Purple banner says you’re here.
Smiling king above the earth,
So silent ,
Fair, just to all the earth
Your duty done, your light ashone
It’s time to spread the joy around
A day has passed, the dream too real
The birds do come back to their sticks.
The sweat is gone, the sight is nice,
Its time to say goodbye to us.
© Prince Charles Offokaja