In the golden embrace of African skies, Sunsets paint tales that mesmerize.

Landscapes adorned in hues of flame, Whispers of nature, each sunset’s name.

A black child’s thoughts, a pen in hand, Dreams unfold across the vibrant land.

Silhouettes dance on the horizon’s brink, As the sun bids farewell, a final wink.

Savannah whispers secrets to the night, Stars emerge in the soft twilight.

The black child ponders, dreams take flight, In the canvas of dusk, pure delight.

Mountains echo tales of ancient grace, As the sun dips, a warm embrace.

Thoughts unfold like petals in bloom, A black child’s heart, an endless room.

The rhythm of the land, a timeless song, In the African sunset, where dreams belong.

The pen name weaves stories untold, In the canvas of dusk, a tale unfolds.