Cry The Sun Out Of Pain Poem by Ndina Kamaro Muofhe

Belittled children of the sun,
Birds in cages,
Of an identity lost and forgotten

Crosses on their shoulders,
Invisible chains tied them
Amid an ocean,
They are scattered Islands

Tears of the sun restore their energy
To rebuild skins so damaged
By poisons cooked by the bondage

Another day another coffin descends
Whose son or daughter is that?
Whos father or mother was that?
Yet, the crying never stops
For the promising brains of the fallen
And dead hero we celebrate

Tears of the sun
Want to irrigate their joy
By declaring their identity

Cry the sun out of pain
Be a brother's keeper, son
Make the sun smile
As you walk a glorious mile