I went 2 tha sun 2 ask 4 tha hand
of one of her stars.
she sat me down on a silver lined
cloud n asked,
“my son, will the shadows of ur luv
that are cast on the brightest parts
of ur hearts still hold strong after dusk?”…..
Question hit me hard
coz I cudn’t imagine causing hurt
to the most brightest star of the sun
till turns dark….
So I sat there blank
thinkin of a day without a sun
a night with no constellation star…
“my son,…dusk?” she again asked
I put mi hand pon di lef’ side of mi chest
& as in intepratin’ the rhythms of mi heart beat
into astrological-galaxic speech
“mama, I ain’t no moon or star
I ain’t never gonna shine like ur dotah
but the luv mi gots in ma heart for her
will keep her brighter than tha light of
& I promise our shadow will swim
thru the ground and thru tha grass
for a million dawns & a billion dusks
till our souls illuminate tha entire universe.