David N. Munene Poems

That I feel the pain Christ felt when I wasn’t there
Yet I feel not the pain that I inflict on my neighbor when s/he’s here

That I am going to be feasting
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3 am:
Urban time: Alarm clocks, hoots and toots
Rural time: Cocks crow, cows moo and weavers beaker
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Some silence is deafening
Some silence feels vengeant and weakening
Some silence is like a thundering
That cuts throught the skies roaring
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She was a woman of plight
A heart of pure delight
Too many saw in her light
But now she is challenged;
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I shall celebrate you, Gilbert
I shall celebrate you
Even under the darkness of grief
I shall celebrate you
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A man shaken
Perhaps not yet beaten
Paws shake like tree-tops
Roving in the winds like small cops
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A human being suspects
That all humans are suspects
And when a human being respects
They hope for retrospects
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For the World unwillingly
Africa toiled not sparingly
Like locusts in a leafy field
Africans worked without sunshield
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Be praised, my Lord
For being this bold
To speak to our hearts so cold
About evils we personally hold
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