Once . . .
My eyes saw what they refused to believe.
I waited like the long travelled Saharan camel
Thirsty and thirsting. . .
I longed and panted like the deer
For waters of clean origin
Once. . .
My eyes saw what they refused to believe
The human sacrifice to the gods,
The sacrifice of an osu
Blood must be spilt!
The land must drink
Once . . .
My eyes saw what they refused to believe
The dotted leopard playing with a lamb
The spotted cheetah eating grass
Africa must remain Africa
The birth of all mankind
Once . .
My eyes saw what they refused to believe
The sugar coated skin of my queen
Beautiful as the palm tree
She I saw
And my eyes refused to believe
(Socrates is a young and very gifted poet. More of his poems would appear here.)
Thank You, Socrates Mbamala.
ReplyDeleteThis poem is one of the best I have read in a while.
ReplyDeleteA true African Poem! Beautifully penned!
ReplyDeleteu keep moving
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