Mitta Xinindlu Poems

Fathers who protect their children deserve appreciation.
These are gatherers of food who fend off starvation.
Fees are paid in full; there's never depreciation.
Daughters and toddlers are safe under their nation.
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They say that:
for every action, there is a reaction.
for every positive, there is a negative
for every right, there is a wrong.
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We stood in the queues,
in line, waiting.
Some of us stood for something,
while some stood for nothing.
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Someone please lend me a veil
To cover this fragile face.
To cover this nakedness now covered with shame.
A black veil is best fitting to wail.
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I dream of forests and narrow rivers;
Of the mountains and fountains of disunited souls.
The cries of the unborn aborted children;
The great distance between lovers.
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I see no point in dwelling in our thoughts.
I scare the flipping wings off your skin.
Even owls cannot stay awake on this night since we just fought.
You are clearly disoriented when you take your gin.
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A voice to my youth,
our youth.
A voice of pain finally released.
Unappeased.
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I hear you, The Song.
I believe in you, The Song.

The Song that heals my body.
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I therefore compile this document
In request of so many reasons or replies
Why is it that you say you love me?
Is it the shape of my body
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When you sit in discussion,
Viewing and giving notice to my percussion;
Singing my life,
making it a free style.
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