Moses Kainwo

Rookie - 2 Points (26th April 1955 / Freetown, Sierra Leone)

African Soul - Poem by Moses Kainwo

The colour of my heart
Is a culture round the fire
The spirit of my heart
Is netted dance in a sphere
The proverb of my heart
Is fire
And you’re invited

The colour of my mind
Is a wind in harmattan
The spirit of my mind
Is roasted cassava in a pan
The proverb of my mind
Is fun
And you’re invited

The colour of my spirit
Is the sky before rain
The spirit of my spirit
Is lightning to the eye
The proverb of my spirit
Is flight
And you’re invited

Comments about African Soul by Moses Kainwo

  • Rookie - 40 Points Ashraful Musaddeq (5/16/2009 1:04:00 PM)

    African soul is composed with the color of heart, mind, and spiril with the invitation. Form of the poem is lovely. Nice imagery is used.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 16, 2009

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