Treasure Island

Mauta Thuranira Peter

(21st, April,1984 / Meru- Kenya)

Yearning for identity


Rankling future I see,
In young poets tommorow,
Mountains of sceptics detracting
the young feet,
In the jungle of literature.

I jot my masterpiece,
To claim my deserved place,
Among village nobel finalists!
Is it piracy? is all i get,
And a puckish grin of
'Go to hell'

Take caution poetry teacher,
Neruda, Nyong'o, Elliot
Cast seeds!
Dont kill heirs morale.

Submitted: Saturday, March 28, 2009
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  • Ted Sheridan (3/30/2009 1:25:00 PM)

    You have the makings of a great poet. See through the mist, beyond the sun, travel space and time...it is why God blessed you with the human brain. (Report) Reply

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