Treasure Island

Jacques Sprenkie Mateya

(September / Dennilton)

A Poem for Don Mattera


In delightful rest
I wish to talk
Don’t wish to irritate you
You summoned, I bound
Its wake up call

Finally Africa is back
I have seen injustice broken chains
Parallelized and disable immortality
Abolishment of mixed marriage act
You are an Angel without wings
And Beneath my wings
You are the wind
I’m witness of change

I walk the land
With ease and liberty
Feel a rhythm of my feet
Smell its breeze
Somewhere else in me
I am addicted to it

It came to past
Indeed

They testified
Not crucified
Full of allusion and dishonest
Still no punishment,
a simple history is made in forgiving
a Heritage of forgiving

Finally is with us in land
Leaning in its tree
Under its shadow
Enjoying its fruits
Finally with us in land

Submitted: Sunday, August 14, 2011
Edited: Sunday, August 14, 2011
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