Treasure Island

kaunda kapungwe

(19th June1988 / Mpika/ Zambia)

song of sorrow


am like a body without a heart
am like a head without a brain
am like a stream without water
am like a hanging mountain
am like a house without a foundation
am like a computer without a hard-disk
am like a shoe with a sole
am like a bird without wings
am like a human without a creator
am like a Shepherd without flocks
am like a ship without a captain
am like a song without vocals of which no one can sing
am like food without salt of which no one can taste
am like a mechanic without tools
am like a driver without a car
am like a forest without trees
am like a christian without faith
am like a house built in a desert
am like a butcher without meat to sell
am like a serial killer whose afraid of people
am like a party without music
am like a house without a roof
am like a game without players
this is all because you left without saying good
if i could bribe God, i could have done so
now all these are just wishes,
the only consolation i have is my tears from eyes
my life now is now ascetic, i feel like i have nothing to live for
because you never left me with any child
so let me cry til i get dehydrated and die

Submitted: Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Edited: Saturday, September 07, 2013

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