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Paul Mwenelupembe


Grimace Of Pain


Our country needs to be sworn too
Just like us, it fixes well in clothes
Such green patterns is a beauty pool
Until it swallows its bronze statue of rose
And makes its days sparkle and special

In a gramance of pain we see on it today
Today we see its clothes being blown away
The nice colour for our nation loses its grip
The ever green land in the city of rose
While its electricity gradually dies down

Our ancestors used to hunt in this home
This very home that was in its full cup
And kicked a laugh to the history of men
Their foods adorned in trees on a map
And great medicine they had near bones

Moments really change, look today!
We see black stuffs along the road
We see bundles of dead things yonder
But no proper allow to govern the offender
The freedom based at flipped land?

Now that is the grimace of pain we see
We see the land that yawns in plain sea
Such fissures observed on an empty scale
Such a laugh scales with sharp nails
The great yawns ever seen!

But if you see at what rain is doing
It sweeps and wipes our motherland to the sea
It smiles and percolates without real banking
And the best hand turns into wrinkled faces
The great yawns ever seen!

Let's cloth and love it to protect our soils
These fertile soils of motherland are under threat
Let's protect ourselves from floods
The natural disters of this wonderful nation
And remove the grimace of pain we see

Submitted: Saturday, January 05, 2013
Edited: Saturday, January 05, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I was desperate to see most big vegetative covers being wiped away. For instance, Chikangawa forest which is man made forest consisting of pines only, invasions of game reserves and national parks, just to mention afew. So me being a lover of nature I came up with this simple poem to provide a platform for civic education in my society. The same applies to you, don't cut trees any how to preserve our environments, and may be to live long on earth as our ancestors could. Love nature! !

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