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The song of a Shepherd

Tut, tsi, tsii, tuut, tsii

Will you think I was talking to myself?

Haha, not in any way! I call to my sheep that way

So we bond, we use a special code

And when they spread over the grassland

I sit to play my guitar- singing Hallelujah

Quivering fingers, dry in the noon sun,

Taste of dew on my lips, a twig poking from my mouth

Ha… lle… lu… Yah…

Lu… Yah, lu… Yah

Oh, what happy view from the Brook

How happy they peacefully graze

Ha… Lle… Lu… Yah

Lu… Yah, lu… Yah

Will you like to take a look

Of my sheep scattered like a maze?

***

Night fall

So, retired

Pillow of silk

Open window

Out was a bright moon,

A night to dream

And a wish to good night

Hallelujah, I pray

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Thoughts: Africa

Don’t be overwhelmed by what you see. Stay calm in the raging storm

Life has not been so fair to many. Sometimes it is easy to imagine from a safe part of the world, how people survive in war torn, disaster/disease stricken parts of Africa.

We wake up in the morning to different news. Economic news reveal that we may lose our investments. Political news talk of conspiracies, deals, xenophobia and closed borders. Religious news bring to our notice intolerance of one religious group to another. Suicide bombings, children dropping out of school, unclean water, unhygienic sanitary practices, HIV, poverty, unemployment, wars, natural disasters and more. But in all these troubles, we find joy living one more day. The sun shines brightly, the bees will hum for her, flowers welcome her brightness and warmth and the people wake up to their duties. There’s a bird singing melodiously from the roof top. Can you hear it?

If you ever visit any African country, the scenery will amaze you. You will live in a state of two minds. Across the streets you may see children playing happily in the light rain and just by the street corner, a begging hungry teenage mother. You can wonder again, how there’s so much joy amidst much pain.

Strange as it seems, Africa has all resources to make the continent a Haven. But the leaders keep on mismanaging the resources. We have the population, which constitutes some of the world’s youngest. We have arable land, solid minerals, abundant sunshine, water bodies and at large, the workforce.

I hope that things turn around for good. I have faith in the growing call for justice for all and quality education. I believe there’s a solution coming. That solution may not be far away. Let’s watch the sun rise. Good morning from West Africa.

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August Night Poems

THE NIGHT
The night is full of fresh air
One which come with the wind
Talking of the Wind, she is irresistable
Sweetly, comely to the flesh of men
And a quick aid to the lullaby’s effort

RAIN
It seem it will pour heavily, sometime later
For the Lightning had come to snap pictures
Of the Earth and the men that dwell therein
And if it won’t rain, maybe the wind will go
Just maybe…

THE NIGHT SONG
The several songs of the night now come up
‘Twinkle, twinkle, little star!’ How I wonder…
The ceaseless episode of the wailing bull frogs
And the fire bugs and warm crickets wake
Night birds; bats, owls and the rest
The hundreds of night voices unseen:
The wolves in the fields
The hovering mantis
The insects, the hogs
The things that walk the night
Gross and fair, thin and huge
Small and great, hideous and free
All in local unison sing a song like the choir
And rest on the night for their cover and shield

THE CHIMNEY
Down the chimney, a lot of drama unfold
The tongues of fire lick the woods quietly
The smoke move like a puff of air, rising into the air
And on the chimney lay a wake of dust, coal and soot