Short Nile River Poems
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Entangled by sudd in the mirky
White Nile river, the helpless water
foul became damned prey, sure to be
eaten by the alligator.
Life fleeting, water rising
to take its victim.
Struggling to free itself,
constricts it, causing stricter
imprisonment of the sudd.
The alligator finds an easy meal today.
Bas’ video of Africa really inspired me
Just riding on the Nile river Casually
He got me thinking bout my life, my family
My roots, my ancestors, my legacy
The real eastside--cradle of humanity
The birthplace of knowledge & reality
What’d you think, happen magically?
Kings & queens, put on a boat, tragically
Sorrow
hears the sound of a sparow
the owl
knowing
the lies of man though his eyes
the time of corruption
till the dawn of
the end of the sun
and his rain
so forth that
the invisible god
may remove the
growing corruption
around the great
sea of the north
and the west moon
that rest around the Nile
of the mountains
that flow foward ever
so in time
endlessly
Ancient eyes, reflects this mirror of your soul
Egyptian tears, flow like the Nile River
Heart be warm and sweet as bread
Sacred body, a temple harboring this light
Orange-cooper moon, we share the night
Cold hands, we plow this sacred earth
Allow these men to be angels first
Heart be warm and sweet as bread
Listen to what we said –
Heart be warm and sweet as bread
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:::.~Africa~.:::
Africa my pride!
Land of the Lion...
Africa my light!
Land of the Nile river...
Africa my dream!
Land of the Kalahari...
Africa my song!
Land of the Quasa drum...
Africa my hope!
Land of Mqobothi beer...
Africa my joy!
Land of the Lagoon city...
Africa my love!
Land of Suya skewers...
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CHASING THE DREAM
Sahara like breeze blows Nubian melodies
serenading warm ebony loins. Nile River
ecstasy birth beautiful bronze broods
in the spaces left by wandering time.
Truth etches freedom threading
between the banks of reality;
in the shadows of Moses
the glimpse from the mountain top reflects
fleeing visions of the drummer’s dream deferred.
The morning comes: a new day begins.
I watched as they dripped
down my face took a
moment of silence peacefully
as they fell down
Quietly falling down
just like the nile river
slowly as they
rushed down quickly
A moment of silence
patiently running down
filled with sadness yet
more confusion
I stared for a second
but I just got confused
I didn't know what it meant
still don't but I watched
The more I watched it as
they fell,salty like the sea
tears that steadily dropped
down my face with confusion