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Walter Keyombe Muzembi Poem
Let me, let me tell you a story
Of my younger brother
In the dark seas in diaspora of the broken
That only needs the attention of the chosen
Let me, let tell you a story
He was born a man with sanity
He was born a man with serenity
He was born a man with humanity.
Let me, let me tell you a story
He was baptized in the name of thy cross
But he rebelled it all
To a fearful shrine in the night of the ball
Let me, let me tell you a story
He was bathed on the bleeding nature
Homeless, hopeless and penniless
Maybe is a reason he become the ruthless
Let me, let me tell you a story
He bows for gods under ocean of nobility
He was worships on the altar of mortality
Through fire of the spirits that hates the trinity
Let me, let tell you a story
He is a flying cobra on its pinnacle
Inducted by the blood of the oracle
And a burning venom in unseen world
Let me, let me tell you a story
He takes the blood and flesh for loyalty
To discover, to develop, to deliver the calamity
In the Christianity valley that he trips through serpent
Let me, let me tell you a story
It's a denomination of the magical spell
And he strongly believes its radical hell
That only needs the blood of the Almighty.
Let me, let me tell you a story
He explores the shores of the dark land
To fish the ambassadors as per command
So take care you may not fall in this snare.
Let me, let me tell you a story
That is all of my younger brother
If you meet him anywhere as a father
Please tell him God still loves him.
Copyright © Walter Keyombe Muzembi | Year Posted 2011
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Walter Keyombe Muzembi Poem
Here we see love once lost in the tumbles,
Coming swiftly from above the skies,
Towards the sea we lodged in rain of just,
To warm cherish our thoughts to sail by lust,
Beneath our souls to the garden of blues.
Here now we find get it from the clouds,
Thy long wounded broken love needs change,
On the sea sailed with oath to hold,
With tireless returns it blossoms for unfold,
Where untamed it stands naturally to glow.
Here its some miles we came shipping,
Seeking such love we had in those tender hoods,
Thy loves once threaten and loosened,
Certainly lost and now strangely contained,
To refine and to renew it once it smells olds.
Here magically risen to conquer ‘n to sooth,
Every injured feeling within for victory,
Underneath the flowers to tread by candle,
With every hope in the living hearts to handle,
Beneath our souls to the garden of blues.
Copyright © Walter Keyombe Muzembi | Year Posted 2011
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Walter Keyombe Muzembi Poem
You are my sweet valentine of my heart,
A valentine to be sang by the violin,
A valentine to fly beyond the tranquil,
Till the valleys flowers catches the flow,
Truly you are a sweet valentine from the moon!
I tried my strings to toss you,
But I found its unworthy to let it varnish,
Cos you are a signet bestowed within the statue,
To resole my heart broken by a thrash,
Truly you are a sweet valentine from the moon!
You are my sweet valentine of my heart,
A valentine of a bird longs to twitter,
A valentine of a starling waits to mimic with charm,
Till the rain of romance quench my hair burned,
Truly you are a sweet valentine from the moon!
I went to the gardens lawns to search,
But I found none even on the leaf,
Cos you are sublime and sealed unto my veins
To subdue my loneliness into happiness,
Truly you are a sweet valentine from the moon!
Copyright © Walter Keyombe Muzembi | Year Posted 2011
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Walter Keyombe Muzembi Poem
Let the trees whistle,
Span its branches and grow in peace
Let memories stay,
Leave seasons of laughter
To reunite our hearts in peace
Let the stars glow,
Lit its path and shine in peace
Let the dove fly,
Flap its wing, with an olive leaf in peace
Let the Lord decide,
Squash the devil and live in peace
Let the white pry its ground,
Snooze its nose in dire rebels camp
and call to peace
Let the cock crow,
Awake the sun, so we dwell in peace
Disapprove of these times,
of conflicts,
wars,
recession,
poverty,
unemployment,
And help
Mend the wounds,
Heal the scars,
Fight the course,
For peace to reign.
Copyright © Walter Keyombe Muzembi | Year Posted 2011
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