CHASING SHADOWS For what come you here to find, water in a desert land? The summer this time has not been kind, so even the oases cannot be found. For what come you here to see, snow on the sands of Africa? As you climb the Mukuba tree, all you see is a clear sky … Continue reading Poetic Thursdays: Guest post; Chasing Shadows.
Was it you I saw? Young and free but, a dreamer. You dreamt bigger and better than your stature. A child you were, yet thoughts of greatness roamed around your mind. I knew you were meant for great things. So, I prayed; child of the soil that you would not lose your way into darkness. … Continue reading Poetic Thursdays: Child of the soil.
Hear their footsteps, the midnight callers. They walk in stealth, with their shadows in the light. We see them, they do good by the day but, the bitter truths spills off- they are our oppressors. Innocent blood keeps spilling as it cries for justice and revenge "Oh, brother. Why thy cruelty on me? People are … Continue reading Poetic Thursdays: The Midnight Callers.