CHRISTOPHER MUDIENYI

WHEN THE SUN SETS

When the scorching sun slowly sets,
The darker than pitch black the world gets,
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I heard a knock on the door,
Or was it a thud on the floor,
Wow! My dear friend,
Come out and follow the trend,
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Gazing at the graveyard's gate,
I hear echoes from the land of the dead,
I hear echoes of the sound of regret,
I hear echoes of the words that remain unsaid,
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THE OTHER WALLSIDE

On the other side of the wall,
We shall stand and be tall,
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MY LOVE, MY JOURNEY, MY LIFE.
It is a far journey, my love,
But there's no journey a man may fail to make,
Only if he sets his heart to it, my love,
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HEAVEN'S VISITING HOURS
If Heaven had visiting hours,
I would visit my grandpa for hours,
And suck the sap and juices from the fruits of his wisdom,
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WALK WITH ME BY MUDIENYI WA MUSHIRA
I sat under the dreaded sycamore,
I guess that I was no more,
Or was I in slumber land?
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She looks down her tummy and cries,
She's full with child and full of lies,
The broken promises and shattered dreams,
The promises made during passionate whims,
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These scars are still crystal clear,
They remind me of that star so dear,
The star that wanted to shine so clear,
Time that has swiftly flown,
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To Dave, yourself, you gave,
You mother of the grave,
Was that really brave?
Can you still ask us for a way to pave?
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You kill with sickening suspense,
And see no ounce of offence,
Could you fill us with a will of defense?
So that justice we can meritoriously dispense,
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It is under this lovely tree,
That I feel so liberally free,
And my mind, my mind is free,
Free without any fee to decree,
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THE LONG LETTER.
So long a letter,
That I wrote later,
A letter to be read later,
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THE STONE CASTLE
The wide walls stand tall,
They stand bare as they glare and stare
Reflecting an epoch when he was there
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When the stunning sun cordially rises,
The morning drops of the dew sluggishly fade,
As the slinking tide of hope rises,
All and sundry graciously pick a spade,
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I thank god for my lovely bed,
That I am still alive and not dead,
For this is my source of comfort,
Taking me away from discomfort,
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When the bubble bursts, we shall be illuminated,
The light of reality will shine on us,
When this cocoon is ripped, we shall be liberated,
We shall be hooked to the light of freedom,
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The symbols of stagnation, chaining our progression,
Walls of retrogression, derailing our transformation,
Borders of segregation, A separation from information,
A mark of limitation, dragging us into transgression,
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I gave my whole heart as a token.
It came back totally broken,
I offered it because it mattered,
But it was brought back shattered,
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Its thirteen years ago,
It's been thirteen years at a go,
And the apparitions of his memory,
Still so fresh in my memory,
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