Bamishaye David Poems

Youth awake!
Awake from your daydreaming
Your floral heritage is sinking
The white horses are bleeding
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We are co-authors of our misfortune
We hired he-goats to guard our yams
The tremendous hunger at home is strong
The child cried for food
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Let this rain wash her miserable yore
Like Naaman in the Jordan river
Let this pen cure her hemorrhage
Of the centuries and nail her sin to cross.
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