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I used to hung on my mama’s back
and crying’s what I did the most
I never knew she had alot of work
than keeping hold of me like a post
Seizing me was first thing upon sunrise
troded on cracky woods,sometimes we lost
And dusk, we just sat down to revise
her problems that came at high cost
but mama am sorry.,
I recall you patting on my little shoulder
and told me not to worry,
because I was young but somehow older.
Mama could stretch her hand, give me a rose
and any pretty thing she could come across
As we troded down the path to town
soaked in her own sweat and tears, she looked above
Worn in her only dusty rugged gown
that assured me of her entire love
at last we found ourselves at home,
she weakly pulled the wooden stool
sat besides the potatoes to peel
her narratives’ sensation was so cool
as I waited her serve the daily ‘meal’
They are the good times I won’t forget.
Mama one day I’ll settle that bill
regardless of how older you shall get
In appreciation of how good I feel

Sadness is that paining moment
when mama only wanted me near
but i always become so silent
that she breaks into advice of tears
she says.
“Son I’ll always grant you hope,
as a weapon better than the sword
to change the situation of home,
whenever you get hid of my word
you can always be on the top
of your destined wishes in this world
so my boy you gonna fight
and take my word as your mirror
Open your eyes, see the light
For this is a darkness filled era.
So son when you trode on for school
consider all this cost and expense,
Make the hard-earned mind your tool
and your steps shall give great sense”
Then mama stops and turns away,
– they will put you upon the bait
hides her tears and painfully she say
– escape my boy,don’t stand and wait
“There you go boy,
some come back carrying a trophy
Some brought back, carried in a coffin”

Cry cry Africa,
cry for your innocent blood shed
cry as much as you can
because nothing we can do, so bad
mourn for your bloody dark skin
as you raise your plight to God
for this death was not ours
Ooh..spilt Innocent Savannah blood.
What a menace spreading in hours?
spares no one, humble and proud
bathing in our own bloody showers.
while being reminded to wash our hands
we bow, poor Africans, fighting the virus
***
It started just like mere rumours
So far as I can still remember
spreading so fast went silent murmurs
from Wuhan, since last December
In a quick pace the virus flows
across the forest, desert and snow
All races and ages it blows
leaving no option, of where to go.
but…
Sooner or later, it would be gone
and we shall repent the sin we made
A new generation shall then be born
and shocking memories,away will fade
All remnant races shall join together
and sing in unison the jubilant glory
upon a new dawn comes a clear weather
Men shall live to tell the sad story
sooner or later, it would be blown away
and we shall wake up, a smiley new day
✍🏽📜

I’m still waiting under the moon
great hope,that you’re coming soon
The moon shines, rays of lovely pink
I give it a long glance,as my eyes blink
the fading horizon, forces me to think
time goes fast,heart begins to sink

‘I think today the night’s too long’
or is it because I stay awake alone?
my ego reminds me am enough old
enough to tolerate the killing cold

Something that makes my heart doubt
with no delay,I turn to pull it out
I don’t wanna hide the anxiety state
It can turn my entire love to hate

Exhausted like climbing a steep hill
I think I better take a nap ,to rest
I sit down calm,my heart so still
and waited below the Hill’s crest

A little nap never kill, I say ,then I lay
Then suddenly up I jerk, and stood
my head so high as if a hay
stood over the cracky and dry wood

The minutes quickly were turning five
but to me it took my whole lifetime
“Patience,the best basic for a wait”
I think ,,but no ,it’s already eight..!
no regret either,it was my fault
‘this kind love, bitter than salt

I don’t wanna think of it again
makes me recall the same pain
how long shall I stand en wait ?
have you dragged me on a fish bait ?

but…..suddenly

Voices of the chirping birds
“maybe it’s you, at least not bad..”
I struggle to open my thick eyes
cold breeze freezing in like ice

Turn myself and look above..
I realize there’s nothing there like love!!
Can’t hold my mind to let the scream
I admit it was only a DREAM…!!

I turn myself over the bed
slowly and sadly ,I cover my head
The eastern horizon’s turning red
lazily realizing it’s already morning
can’t help myself, to cease the mourning.!

True love…
Ain’t even wrapped in a rose🌹
Even the blossoms fade away
True love is commitment to stay
beyond carrying each other’s cross
That the strong winds won’t blow away
The mere pieces of patience, for you
Dreaming u a thousand times a day
If u whisper my name over my tomb
Over the green grass covering the clay
I shall weep beneath the heap of earth
And sure enough I shall rise again..,

It shall be over,
When the fate’ll move away, a million miles
We shall joyfully wipe, dry our wet eyes
Total silence shall reign for a short while
And we’ll resume back to normal lives
The time shall come,
When enemies and allies shall come together
and in all pains and gains’ll share
then peace shall reign the county forever
This is the time,
All hearts will learn to care,
The rusty church gates shall re-open
and all races will praise, much louder
The school gates will unlock again,
learners will smile, to forget the pain
Lovers shall embrace, and hug again
they’ll hug longer and tighter than before
Friends will shake hands
hands held , much firm than before
Daughters and sons will treat each other
much kinder than ever.
It shall end soon, and serenity will restore
and it’ll feel good like never.


_Dàn_Merveille_📜

Thanks for joining me!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton