Marion Mwangi Poet Free verse

My Home

I don't want to fly away 
to a land where its cold and gray
where no one ever says hello
where people pass each other like robots.
I don't want to go over yonder 
where people don't smile at you for no reason
where no one helps grandma up the steps
where no one ll throw a coin at that dirty beggar.

Its my home and i love it
I love the sun that beats my brow sometime
I love that nosy neighbor who is in love
so deep in love with other people businesses
I love the handshakes my people give
firm strong full of warmth and not a flimsy
phony air kiss on my  chubby cheeks.
so i will stay and make it better
as in the sun i bask and work.

I'll stand beside you and wipe your brow
some tender love and care is what I'll give
sit a while and drink this cold glass of water
laced with love, loyalty, faith in you and us
here in the shade turn your face to the sky
let me wipe your brow till you shine again
sit a while rest your feet and then 
together we will stand side by side 
tilling this land cultivating this love
and hopefully reap a good life for our sons and daughters.

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