Merlin Mwaura Poems

Gestures on this here green grass,
With me, a fair lady,
A tragedy in the making, an’ we its characters.
Bright yellow, warms this naked skin,
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Drums beat in forces,
symphony rise in voices,
praising in sweet choruses,
their beautiful performances,
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How goes there…

Ornament of the universe?
Bold,
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Listen…………. Music!

“I love you”
“I love you too”
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There are places disgust abound,
Filth an’ froth plainly in sight,
Sneer scents an’ concoctions
Wrought in both foul and file smell,
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Open a red letter an' read...
a life in words I attempt to freeze.
there are fine winds blowing,
heavenly sunset an' towering castles of cloud.
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How long before I drown
before loud sirens come pick me,
before mouth to mouth resuscitation,
how long before leaf and pencil
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All it takes is a simple yes,
all it takes is a little mess,
to start it all,
to ruin it all.
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Dry leaves in my pocket,
dry this tears from my socket,
falling from trees t'is my progress
wanting some quiet in a moment.
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I see it now,
the extinction of paper use,
no books...
no bibles like the prophecy told,
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