Destiny Poem by Preston Mwiinga

I am wandering
In the midst of a thick forest,
Full of dangerous animals
I am alone,
In a dark, small and tiny cave
Full of small but biting insects.
My foot is on an anthill,
Which is a place of poisonous snakes?
This house my father built is empty
Different enemies have destroyed it.
My eyes are continuously gazing an empty sky
Expecting a free drop from God
I am the fruit of punishment
I am serving an unknown sentence
To an unknown master
The roof is not protecting me.
I am a victim of this world
They are enjoying my anguish
This is more than heat in a furnace
I am young, innocent and defenceless
They have taken away all my treasures
They gave me a virgin rocky field
My hands are not free,
They are tied together
They are wounded and,
They are painful
My stomach is empty,
I am hungry,
I want to survive
I am away,
Far,
Far away from my destiny