Frederick Kambemba Yamusangie
Destruction - Poem by Frederick Kambemba Yamusangie
I have seen it...
I have seen it with my very eyes...
Yes. I have seen it.
Beware; it takes many shapes...
In fact, it's shapeless and also colourless.
Yes, I can testify that I have seen it.
How did I see it?
I closed my eyes. I talked to the Trees.
Even Water and Fire showed me all...
It comes under many forms...
One might only see its' effect.
I don't care how one choose to call it...
I call it Destruction.
Destruction of the Earth.
Destruction of Animals.
Destruction of Human Families.
Even destruction of life itself.
Oh! No...I am sorry...
That is what we call progress...
That is what we call development.
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