Paul Mwenelupembe Poems

Soon my day has gone
With my moon I went over it
spining around the sun
of the day
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God can rewrite my days
Far from over seas is my rake
Pushing all the dirt to the dust bean
Is my candle day light to shine upon
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Such flowers littering on this face
Attracting mercies from forgone
piercing rivers like a stabbing sword
And welcomed on the foretold
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From motherland, lands a spring of rivers
That gushes out radio waves ontop
And descends down stream with cool water
That feeds our motherland
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The wispy sun, slits of fumbles
landed at Lulomo

Half ways often it pierced near
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A supper star burns from the least
It quakes venerable hope for the haste,
beckoning the best greenage storey
In the deemed mama Africa unfold stories
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Such is a bloc of votes and people is a smile
Bleeding hope, no bloopers is their admiration
Adorning blossom that blots out violence is a ling
Silent cast bonanza of true volume is their dress
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What makes me worring?
This takes me, my joy, away from me
It has alot to say
It says you worry
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From Ngara fishing ground emits the fish of sweets
Bliss of peace embodied in the best God's eyes
Seated curvedly coats, the fish blossoming swifts kisses
A mother of swift's variety shows imposed by the author's ices
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Oh, sons of Mphizi and daughters
Close to your mother you are
Mopping and cleaning your land
O' great ancenstral bath tab
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