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Wilson Lemani Poem
They take me through grasslands
Of the sunny flat lands of home
Dotted by baobabs
Young ones running up and down
Elders , to and from farm
Changing tunes low and high
As they sing them
In turns
To suit their situation
Yao songs
Sometimes they bring to life memories
That strengthen bonds of blood
Making turning backs on each other forbidden
When you remember lullabies
Sang by them to you
When you were a toddler
A yao toddler.
Happiness is better expressed
The rythms hold sorrow captive
And to anger exactly the same happen
As hunger politely walks out
To give room
For people to dance
To the on spot composed tunes
Yao tunes
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Wilson Lemani Poem
Lets go in parallel
Sideways look is bearable
Lest we slow in series
Or turn into a salt pillar
From frequent look backs
So lets go in parallel
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Wilson Lemani Poem
As smile slowly fades
Laughter becomes an oasis
You hear sharp sounds
Drums beat so loud
Sadness braces the dance floor
And Sorrow joyfully holds the mic
The neighbors whisper
We told him not to...
He never listened
Solitude becomes your new neighbor
You want to cry out loud
But they are too busy to hear
They can't see your tears
For you are standing in the rain
Ooh my mind
You are no longer conducive for sleep
Full of unresolved disputes
No playground for newborn ideas
I miss your peace
You certainly need help
But who is the Samaritan?
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It was but a silent hiss
Slowly taking one by one
Pillars of the village shade
As the sharpness in the women's laughter faded
As deep commanding voices became an oasis
And the full moon brightness shaded
Leaving us the little ones in the dark
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Oh ye elders of our land
The gap you left has been filled with a puzzle
If we are all to resurrect one day
Then my wish is
We should be guests of the Most High first and meet later.
Copyright © Wilson Lemani | Year Posted 2020
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