Mystery of the moon
As soon as night frowns,
you know that darkness looms upon you,
and the black scene is
a befitting camouflage for awaiting shadows
No one really knows the novel of the moon,
but I lets out a smile of conspiracy,
to howling minds,
that howl with wonder.
By Kakraba Afful
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