Meshack Sewe Poems

Isn’t that a choked voice… from your silted tunnel?
How cramp and lifeless… is your power kernel!
Isn’t life ever a contrast…..as the shape of a funnel?
Stop now and fight….for your breathing channel!
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Inside, I stumble, my drunken soul, threatens to wither
Breathless, my eyes I close, life’s puzzles I dither

On a singing clock, blankly, I plant my naked stare
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Not long ago, you sunk in health
Painting our lives with colors of wealth
But sickness came, with a scary stealth
Now sinking in bed, struggling for breath
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Ooh…what will be the signs…..before my time knocks?
Will my caller yawn loudly ….as giant city clocks?
Will signals be hidden…as a king’s torn socks?
Will I crack in pieces…as cursed building blocks?
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Romancing ants’ nakedness exposed …..Victims of a hen’s impunity scratches

Cheeky chicks rapping and raping….with no memories of hatches
A die-hard fights back…its scissor-blades shearing with vengeance
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I’m neck-less….never romancing with stars!
I’m wing-less…never partying in Mars
I’m height-less… never shopping for high heels
I’m weight-less…never minding how it feels!
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Ooh..Imprisoned Poet..
Why strain your pen with pieces so novel and intricate.....?
Belittling natural nectar that charms souls to communicate?
Ooh..Imprisoned Poet..
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Dreams of my fertile morning…pregnant with rays of sunshine!
Drinking pains of joy… as a bedding soiled by lovers' spilt wine!
Dreams of a morning sun…peeping with a handmade smile!
Morning dews hiding…brightness sending darkness a mile
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Vultures patching on political clouds…not bothered by underdog weights!
God gracious! How grand are your heavenly gates!
Blood-stained claws thirsty for human meat…milking dry your Earthly mates!
Menus void of world’s bitter herbs…delicacies dance in your silver plates!
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I had a Desert dream…
Devouring seedless Kalahari dates!
I journeyed through a hot sand-filled stream
Thirst burnt my throat… with passions of first love dates
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