Eric Lungai Poems

A time may come when i'll sing my own song,
And that time is coming fast.
I'll sing my own song,
Perhaps a lyrical song coloured with joy,
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It's end of an error,
Err...end of an era:
An era of confusion,
In an aura of
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There was a healthy foetus
That yearned to be born.
Its life was terminated
And a dream was killed
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You gave birth to me in kindness
Brought me up with happiness
And taught me righteousness
This is my appreciation Mama,
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You come to my house at night juddering
And lurch onto my door swearing blight
With your bilious anger on flight
Roaring and ready to rip me apart
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Do not feel the haste to come
Oh you, the unborn, the unsinned.
Why would you want
To come and fight for survival
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Oh thee living dead
who can’t agree to disagree
who content with ugly beauty
do you never give in hope?
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I wish I was born earlier,
When people were still savages
And there was no wave of civilisation.
When men were manly,
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It's dusk again,
And the hearth gone cold;
Lifelessness is all round
With no cough, even of love
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When you say you’re leaving
Lying prostrate on your deathbed
Do you think I will miss you?
When you have scampered me,
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