Frank Bana Poems

Almost round, outlined in blue
Too lonely to be understood
Intimate to her tenants' touch
The globe in space is effortless.
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If you think
There is any lasting meaning
Justice or fulfilment in taking the life
Of any human being, even the worst mass murderer
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Grey clouds drift diagonal
In the lavish morning sky

Or perhaps some industrial plant
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The heavy clouds build up once more
Accumulating vast array
These clouds turn up the temperature
Building pressure hour by hour
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Whatever happened
To the poets of Uganda?
In the meantime –
We were as perfect as their bones could predict
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Put aside all the springtimes of Paris and Rome
There are none of your secrets you need to confess
Lock your dangerous dreams in the closets at home
All I'm wanting about you is your tenderness.
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It would be great and I’d love to see it
Once in this short lifetime
I’d glue onto the cable news
Lie on the sofa and kick off my shoes
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One day I felt the angel's hand
Brushing my cheeks, on a slow train
Watching the long-lived trees pass by
And homeless men out in the rain.
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Police herd the helpless through Landrover doors.
Soldiers mount women like dogs on all fours.
Children bear parents, shot down in the road.
How can the Sun be so terribly cold?
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white blossoms in the air
one more spring in the exile I chose
that becomes addictive to itself
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