Disturbed Poem by Achilles Mauko

Disturbed

Rating: 5.0


Yester night I had a morbid dream
Like a Sheikh In a forbidden harem
The messenger of death smiled at me
And in a rare case, bent at my face
Then kissed my forehead,
Never did we speak o’wise I would be dead.
After that I could not sleep
So I got down penning it
In a blank black page to fit
But the ink in my pen was insufficient
So in the steel of the night I stayed silent

Today morning I visited the seer
To tell me what I see
For one cannot dance with the devil
And still stay to tell the tale
But the Wise-man man was blind too
Even with the help of his voodoo

Tonight when I get to rest
After a long day of quest
My spirit will not be at its best
I lay with my fingers crossed
Warmly placed above my chest
And even as I close my eyes
My heart stays awake
And my mind won’t take a break
For I worry for my land Africa
Cradle of the world ancestors
Learn to adore your daughters
Oh the land of the singing sun
Stop maiming your sons
Only the future can be trusted
To keep its own secrets
Till the fullness of time

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ramesh Rai 03 August 2013

dreams some time disturb our night.good penning

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Teddy Opundo 01 August 2013

Standing ovation, perfect penning.

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Dave Walker 01 August 2013

Dreams can make or break us, a great poem.

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Gajanan Mishra 01 August 2013

to keep its own secrets, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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