Charles Jagongo

Rookie - 404 Points (1972 / Kenya, Africa)

Ojal: Lamentation - Poem by Charles Jagongo

Ojal, Ojal, Ojal
The son of the soil
Son of the rivers,
Son of the plains,
Is this really you brother?
They have done
The best they wanted
For and of you.
Have you gone to glory?
Son of Ojungo
You have gone to the clouds
The sky, your soul shall linger
The stars company they make
We will meet brother
Ours in wait, unknown the timer.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

From my Book 'The Satanic Waters'

Comments about Ojal: Lamentation by Charles Jagongo

  • * Sunprincess * (10/5/2012 4:34:00 PM)

    brilliant write..could be he is a star.. :) (Report) Reply

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  • Marieta Maglas (10/1/2012 3:56:00 PM)

    Excellent. Well penned. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 30, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 2, 2012

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