Anand Brown Poems
|1.||From Dusk To Death||4/23/2014|
|2.||Death, Where Is Your Anchor?||4/23/2014|
|4.||Mother From A Foreign Land||6/9/2014|
|5.||Baby In The Drain||6/9/2014|
|7.||Beach I Claim You||6/10/2014|
|9.||Conceived In Silence||6/10/2014|
|11.||A Paupers Prayer||6/10/2014|
|12.||For The Khoisan - Son Of Man||6/9/2014|
|14.||Trials Of Life||4/15/2014|
|15.||Flesh Is Not Flesh||8/21/2013|
|16.||Africa Is Dark||4/23/2014|
|17.||Life On Earth||4/23/2014|
|18.||I Call Her Sarah||4/23/2014|
|19.||On And On And On||4/23/2014|
|20.||First Letter To Myself||4/30/2014|
|21.||Bitter But Better||4/16/2014|
|23.||I Don'T Need Much||4/23/2014|
|24.||Awake In The Morning||4/23/2014|
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Awake In The Morning
Have you ever been awake in the morning?
To see the golden
Line hug the horizon when
Sun meets Earth.Feel the
Cool-cool breeze upon your face,
As it holds onto the air,
While sparrows shake their fluffy bodies
In a ceremonial preparation for the day.
The silent noise that overwhelms the
Aura of order over the dead people,
Cadaverous with sleep!
Roosters boisterously lift their heads acutely into the air
And proclaim to the heavens above
That night has lost the battle.
The fog sits pleasantly over
And the trees ...
Flesh Is Not Flesh
I woke once to a scream of terror.
The people crowned him with a tyre and set it alight.
I heard too how they cursed him
Shouting: 'Go back home, you foreigner.'
I saw his eyes, I wish I hadnt but I did.
And what I saw in them will haunt me forever.
His eyes did not give away pain or anger
But they shone of innocence.