T Ebi Ken Jemine
The Land's Still Green - Poem by T Ebi Ken Jemine
The land's still green, maybe more greener
Evergreen seems closer to the truth
The trees and the grasses are black
The fruits are fruity but bitter
Their roots are white but darker
The soils, wearing and worn down
The rain pays its dues in due courses,
Still the soil wears dry face
The sun never late on its appointments,
Still the trees cry out for photosynthesis
The grass-shoppers flee the stage
Still the grasses sing endless dirges
Hope becomes the night's mosquito,
One just got to beat it against oneself.
The pains, only you can bear
The sounds, only others can hear
The nights, only sleep can dare to endure
The days, only eye can tell better
The questions are so many
The answers are so many nod-outs
The residue of hope, the land's still green
The land put straight face for help
Help just so afraid to look
The land's still green, just still green.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Once upon a time, the dictators were blamed for the shortcomings...
Democracy that was well cried for; came, still tears are dripping like the drizzling rain.
I leave you to read the poem and interprete it for yourself. Thanks
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