Dreams Of Wars Poem by Amos Christopherson Masereka

“Am ready to fight you”
I heard the voice of the dreamer
“To win and to lose
You discharge yourself so accurate
With a silver poisoned bullet
You display their evil acts
And their heartless thinking reacts
You fear no power of authority
Your head affects the majority
You take steps so quick and illiterate
All your words are then inconsiderate”
“Am ready to fight you
I have an equipped armed force”
When I heard him wake up
I switched off the recorder
I feared to begin yet a war before the real war collapse
This was a day I realized our people suffer in silence
But war does not generate friendship
It disintegrates people from what they cherish most
From their beloved ones and property
There is no hope in fighting
Fight if you can fight the erosion of lives
That is the dream of my fight am struggling