MY PAIN

I will be featuring selected poems from my friends once in a while. Enjoy this one from Kenneth Mamman Ali. 

MY PAINS

I hear cries everywhere

At night I sleep not

In the day restless I be

I see the homes of me families

Turn to shreds

Blood suckers everywhere

On our lands

The lads cry for mama's breast

But mama is gone

Gone so far that we see her not

Daddy is cold, no warmth for him

Oh I cry for my beloved land

Where peace and joy

You can pick on the ground

Now you find them no more

I cry for home

I miss the love at home

The peace at home

I miss the beauty of home

BRING BACK THE PEACE

(C) Kmamman

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