Markus Kwila Kitibo

Markus Kwila Kitibo Poems

Surely, never was he born that way
The canon of nature defined his pathway
Made miserable in every step of life
Reward, without reward he must win
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Mister life
Many names you have
Mystery your famous identity known
Men sought your secrets all ages
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Dripping down fast slow
From thin sky you flow
From pregnant sky you dropp low
Smiling face appease not thy fury
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Always on the run
Restless mind on run
Moving in all direction
In and out you move
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Product of quiescent Adamic seed harbouring deep in the heart
Greater exhibition profound mostly behind the walls
Friends the common route of transmission
Environment influence your breeding
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Behold the inhabitants of my great land
The oppositions you suffered always past by
In a faraway land the tango reigned
They believe the world sees you as a stale
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As the sun journeyed to set
The night drifting so fast
As the cold breeze blow past
As the bird sing for us
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In the desert I found myself
So thirsty enough to empty an ocean
Then I found an oasis
It refreshes more than an ocean
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I look just inside me
Varieties found in me
Doing all not from me
Priority guides me
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Formless it was from the beginning
The wallowing wasn’t satisfying
Then came an agreement
No witness, no comment
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While the day was still tender
Cool Monday of pretty September
There comes a huge child
The world not conducive
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Fear of Devil truly an illusion
She reduces mankind to nothing
The predator always disguising
The prey left with false pictures
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Love divine Jesus showed me
Love will others see in me
While I appreciated him not
He still loves me fervently
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I thought I lost you forever
The feelings that caged us thus far
Came crumbling in a bright day sun
The insufficiency of togetherness hunts each day
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What we crave for we don't always get; even some demands we may not obtain
I thought I lost you forever, least do I know my thought was spot on
I wouldn't love another that way, surely I should someday
I dreamt of a future that giggles at our imaginations
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Myth of an absolute solitary adventure
Ancient, modern hunters hungry in search for game
Guns, arrows and traps not needed
With so much thought of expertise in precision
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The Best Poem Of Markus Kwila Kitibo

The Gladiator

Surely, never was he born that way
The canon of nature defined his pathway
Made miserable in every step of life
Reward, without reward he must win
…Winning is life and nothing less
Forces of nature refined him to face unknown life ahead
He keep on surviving in captivity because he believe he can
The non-pleasure of life is his pleasure…
He struggle for the bases of which life hold
…to survive…to grow…to protect…to defend
…to be free
Every new light handed him a chance to prove he can still go on
The ultimate goal of illusion and reality, he said “I will be free someday”
And so he live by it imagining freedom beacons someday

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