Paul Mkupa Gondwe Poems

Africa my love,
I will caress your springs with delicacy
and quench my thirst
In your tasty waters
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With paper in hand,
I froze and traveled through time,
reminiscing on every bit of happiness of her
I could find in my mind
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I look at you and I cry
My Love, you have been raped
and abused but no one
hears your cries
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Alone I strolled on an empty path,
only with my dreams
and faith of better times
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Its funny how it all began
He came on his strange animal
which had two wheels
and shouted loudly saying
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I consider myself to be the truth,
a vessel of some kind
owned by a heavenly power
which controls me like a puppet
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