Anand Brown Poems

Have you ever been awake in the morning?
To see the golden
Line hug the horizon when
Sun meets Earth.Feel the
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Tossed with neutral hope out of a kind hand,
Towards an uncertain future.
I don't need much, not much at all,
A little sun,
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The gong of the sun rises upon a dusty plain where comparitive kids join to welcome the heat haste day.
They are unwashed by waters and standards of civility, but when they play they hug the world and their laughter creates a tune.
As the hot pots of pap simmer in the rays of the eye in the sky, mothers wash small babies under dripping taps of little water
Their love escapes them as they carress these little beings with kisses and song, as babies giggle and look up to the heavens with a twinkle in their eye
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The darkness creeps so soft and fast,
And terror fills our bones to last.
But light is there in all its glory,
I fight my flesh because He is worthy.
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Part 1

The time continues to tick away,
And I lay still, like a
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She comes to me in the quiet of night,
When all is quiet.
She touches me gently, carefully
And commands me to come.
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Arch your back for a familiar God.
Mechanised reasoning
Conditioned thinking
Expected speeches
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Look at that poor child
He is the face of Africa!
Black, snot-nosed, hungry and filthy.
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I woke once to a scream of terror.
The people crowned him with a tyre and set it alight.
I heard too how they cursed him
Shouting: 'Go back home, you foreigner.'
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