Awaiting An Angel Poem by DANIEL ESSIEN

We all do
waiting for this beauty,
we all do
anticipating-it comes.
This is man's whole duty
Awaiting this angel

It has not come to you?
wait, soon it should come
none shall escape
wait it shall come
be in hole or cave

My father awaited
it came, some laughed,
we cried and let it go.
To my aunt it came,
the joy so great 'cos' it came
my little cousin to him it came
we wiped our faces

await yours
it will come
it may be now or soon
be it in sun or moon
but sure it will show.

The angel may come as human
in the dark dress of demons
or on a white gown of light
but it will come.
To they who expects it
or they who claim his non-existence.
It come to all
Young or old
big or small
everyone must taste.
Death is the angel we all await.