Markus Kwila Kitibo Poems

Surely, never was he born that way
The canon of nature defined his pathway
Made miserable in every step of life
Reward, without reward he must win
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Mister life
Many names you have
Mystery your famous identity known
Men sought your secrets all ages
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Dripping down fast slow
From thin sky you flow
From pregnant sky you dropp low
Smiling face appease not thy fury
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Always on the run
Restless mind on run
Moving in all direction
In and out you move
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Product of quiescent Adamic seed harbouring deep in the heart
Greater exhibition profound mostly behind the walls
Friends the common route of transmission
Environment influence your breeding
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Behold the inhabitants of my great land
The oppositions you suffered always past by
In a faraway land the tango reigned
They believe the world sees you as a stale
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As the sun journeyed to set
The night drifting so fast
As the cold breeze blow past
As the bird sing for us
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In the desert I found myself
So thirsty enough to empty an ocean
Then I found an oasis
It refreshes more than an ocean
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I look just inside me
Varieties found in me
Doing all not from me
Priority guides me
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Formless it was from the beginning
The wallowing wasn’t satisfying
Then came an agreement
No witness, no comment
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