Moses Muliro Poems

He spoke alot,
But in the feweswords
And never missed out the full meaning
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I am that bird perched silently on a branch
And watched everything as it came to pass
So I sat in that abandoned and gloomy ranch
Somewhere in and around that land of grass
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I looked near, far and aound
From two thousand and eight to two thousand and late
Even from when I was just four few feet from the ground
Yet I have not seen before this kind of fate
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It was in that misty park I recall
She passed across my sticky gaze
Noe I looked at her and nothing at all
Getting to her world seemed to be a maze
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Cry not man, they slapped you when still a baby and simply a child
And you wept, sobbed and sulked and it was worse
You managed a smile but in that they found fault too
'Stupid they', shouted yet you were only a child
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You remember that moment in the silent night
There was just you and me and the moonlight
You burned and trembled in love, passion and desire
You crept on me and soon we were both on fire
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