Brandon Nyandoro

Look at the people,
Together they walk
Smoothly they talk
About me they don't choke.

My shadows,
That moves not with the dust
That gives me trust.
My shadows,
That lets me laugh at last
And lets me not to live fast.

My shadows,
That brings me love
And peace like dove.
That went with all the pain
My shadows,
I welcome back my happiness

My shadows,
Visible to the eyes of the lord,
Towards your ways is my road
Convalescences with your rod.

My shadows,
No to recriminations.
Reception to the recreation my shadow
For my pride I swallow.

Morning birds glance,
As the angels dance
My shadows,
My picture is yet to be drawn
That glows is the dawn