Is black always black? And is white always white? Can black be white And white black? Nelson Mandela,Black Pardoned his White aggressor William Wilberforce, White Championed dignity for Blacks. Behind bars, are blacks and whites A dying man in need of a transplant Black or white, he’ll gladly accept aid Hence, ‘one can be white… Continue reading Black Or White?
Category: Poetry
I’ll Confess
Like a heartbeat, it’s there constantly A bombing voice at times, yelling Whispering in intervals, disturbingly But there, questioning, imploring ‘Stop!’ I shout. No point and I know it Why? I ask but I sure know I shouldn’t have, wasn’t prudent It was a soul like you and me. ‘Young and busy’, was my explanation … Continue reading I’ll Confess
Dilemma
I had barely started school In broad daylight, he left Felt stuck and burdened By his very own offspring, But does one get to choose? Like an expectant mother, I waited for he who sired me My first role model then I would learn how to be a man His approval meant the world. Still,… Continue reading Dilemma
Longing
In the stinking abandoned hut, he drags His mat bed assuming a new, ugly shape Mice go through at will, his faithful pals Like a snail, he shoulders his shell of woes For indeed, no option is given- none whatsoever What’s his worth, his fate, they wonder. One meal a day, just to keep him… Continue reading Longing
I Know Better
Through my folks, I learnt That they’re not like me- light, Brilliant, exposed and out-going That they’re doomed and cursed Ignorance led me to hate that which I didn’t fully comprehend My history lesson made it worse For ages, this had been the norm That few indeed questioned. My neighbor enjoyed teasing Keila, ‘A Monkey… Continue reading I Know Better
Trapped
The junco bird Flapped its tiny wings longing for freedom once had It was pointless, and she knew it But with gusto, she pressed on Oblivious of the cell she was in She glanced this and that way It would dawn, soon, she hoped And so was her mistress; trapped By her own self, in… Continue reading Trapped
The search
Amidst the crossroads she dwells Her stance so firm like an enchanting spell. Footsteps scattered in myriad array, The street holds her heart at bay. In her mind, a roller coaster’s ride, Seeking solace in love’s elusive tide, Yearning for one, among the many, To fill her heart, and set it free. Where joy untold,… Continue reading The search