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| And some she just enchains in her cage |
Thursday 26 February 2015
KILL ME TOO
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| What satisfaction is it we seek in destruction? |
The
green that freshes the air I breathe,
Towering
green that haven melodies of the birds,
The
flora that defines the green of my flag,
If
I wake up one morning and find it all gone,
Do
not hesitate, kill me too!
The
swash and backwash of the streams of life,
Droplets
that quench, yet still homes the fish,
Those
turbulent forces of water brown and blue,
If
I wake up one morning and find it all dry,
Speak
no word, kill me too!
The
jungle chorale! A rhythm of the wild,
Where
predators and prey strive to survive,
My
land’s pride, the fauna…Owimoweh!
If
I wake up one morning and find it all dead
Waste
no time, kill me too!
All
these creative artwork of the One above,
They
pleases thine eyes and saves thy lives,
What
satisfaction is it we seek in destruction?
If
I wake up one morning, find’em down and dead;
Sing
me a dirge; then kill me too!
By Sammy
Nakitare
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