I RISE WITH THE BLUES
I rise with the blues,
Triumphant in sadness
On this day
Of a red morning.
Red rays of a red morning
Are streams to waywardness
Like beautiful women spoilt silly
At the dawn of sublimest beauty.
Irresistible attraction of melancholy
On account of sensuous beauty
Seen in the glory of morning,
Yet I’m being loved, caressed,
By the round eyes of sadness
That brings out sweetness
Out of unhappy lives.
Total despair I reject,
Humiliation before humanity I abjure!
I who am victorious in sadness,
Revelling in the red rays of another morning,
As I shake off the blues
At the inspiring moment of action.
Ada Agada is a Nigerian writer and Philosopher. He has written several novels and hundreds of poems.