Saturday, 8 September 2012

O India

O INDIA 
(words of a prodigal)

O India sweet Maharashtra the land of my birth
yes Poona, yes Ruby the town which nurtured me
O India how I miss you and never knew you too
O Eastland I will see you when I see you soon.

O Africa sweet Rwanda land of my fathers first
yes Kivu lake Kivu one day I'll talk with you
O Africa mother Africa sorry Ive never seen you
O Eastland o river Nile one day i'll sail on you.

Mythical_Poet
A promise



LIES AND VERSES

Look how the prophet lives a simple life
look how the Poet seeks a simple wife
Look how the artist paints a picture clear
Look how the pastors preach a sermon rear
Look how nurses sweat and bend to heal
look how doctors sit with wit and  steal
Look at that poor hungry homeless child
Look at the young o young going wild
Listen to the drums go off dum da dum
watch as time walks out the door and run
Listen as stories are fed to sleeping youths
poems of lies and verses telling truths

Mythical_Poet







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