Julius Machiri Poet Rhyme

The Common Story and the Oracle

In the dark corridors of want we trudge
With dreams and reality walking astride
Surfing on the turbulent hope's tides
We ploughed, watered and waited for greening seeds

So there again the same old story  goes 
We left school and the comfort our homes
Knocking on locked gates hoping for open doors
In mind with blooming dreams and smart goals

We are here between the sun set and the sun rise
And In hope we dance and sizzle until we rise
As my fellow mates searching for a decent plunder
like savages lost and hungry we do and did wonder

For a couple of months we tried in vending
And a score of weeks spun luck in tyre mending
We did things we never thought we would do 
and told people we do things we never knew

So the hinterland cast us, its own to the dogs
And the paths we followed are blurry with mists and fogs
So the hinterland thrown us to the streets and the worlds
And the greener pastures we sort turned to be molds

Now let's wait I heard an oracle  last night
That the meek giant will rise up and fight
That the hatchlings that are strewn to the dust
Will retrace their foot path and rebuilt the burnt nest

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