Red
There is a storm forming
On the other side of the ocean
It's building stamina as time passes by
In the hearts of loved ones
It's roots are deeper but fragile
This has been going on for generations
There is a meeting being held
There is a storm forming
In this side of the ocean
This new storm is unpredictable
Nobody knows what winds it would bring
No one knows what hue of darkness it would be dressed in
This baby storm is a maturing elephant
Phone calls are being made
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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