1st Place Winner Blankpaperz Intern Contest: Precious Umo
FOR THE NIGHT IS DARK AND FULL OF TERRORS We toiled in the brightness of the day Under the scorching sun and rain ensuring our hands were busy but clean To make returns to the family we bore but while men slept They trippled our efforts With activities that eyes nor ears could fathom It’s true some of us also toiled the night For the job demanded thus Yet our hands were pure and uncompromising But while men slept They took to their guns and ammunitions Swift as the wind into homes they went For there their businesses laid We conceived and brought forth on the same morning The day which marked an end to our months of discomfort and travail For our rewards we held in our hands Grateful for the pains we went through For on our laps the objects of our joy laid But…