Gedion Onyango Poems

Of course, I do
I hate all those rituals
I loath it like sin
I hate whatever it stands for
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It's long since I stopped believing in human wisdom.
Long since I stopped distinguishing wisdom of the old - and
Stupidity of the new generation
It's un-intelligible to know what the new generation does differently
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The doctor in my village is a witch
That is why I like yours
He wear refined costumes
He hardly talk with threats
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The other day the medicine sublimed from a public hospital
The other day we saw over the television the statesman
Promising to stop insanity in the medical sector
And stop the deaths over the floors of hospital corridors and rusted squawky beds
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If there is anything I can do
Is to run out and embrace the sun for you
I will bow my neck in appreciation
And clean your feet with my hairs
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We are not tribal, neither are we racist
we don't discriminate with our religions
we are a great people of sound mind and conscience
we are a creative population of great ambitions
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I once trudged these soils!
Flipping my chipping depleting skin. Face. limbs and nibs of knowledge
I experienced the sweetness. bitterness. Beauty and incorrigibility of nature
But I knew not his face. I knew no his soul.
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30 degrees celcious,
the sun blazed from the sky
Their skins weary and tired
they slumbered off under the graveyard shadows
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Now that you know
tell me
tell me softly and slowly
whisper to me smoothly
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In my sleep,
I saw the sky ramble
the dark and the white clouds
violently torn apart
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