Tag: poem

There is an empty building: House full of beds and ruins, Emptily filled with wastes and troughs, Round it are fences, very high, Encompassing it like a desolate...

Passionate leaves, plummeting, fresh and green, Atop the black soil full of nutrients, Soaked with natures blessing- strong and keen, Struggling with repression and colonist opposition trains Inflicting...

Why you tell me many things I no understand, How the world go end and everything go bend for the end? Inside your school, you fire...

You, Africa, Deep like the seas, And as hot as the sun, Hanging loosely on nothing, Bulging, in reckless explosiveness.   Africa, Black and powerful, Like the wind’s unforgiving Torrents, unending, washing all Along its...

Blinking lights, Rotating life, Footsteps, sounds of moving streams, Unforgiving weather, betraying kisses Like dried tears, passing waste: All is vanity, like chocolate candy.