tinashe severa

Rookie (11/01/86 / harare, zimbabwe)

In The World Of The Blind - Poem by tinashe severa

In the world of the blind
streams flow and roses grow
In the world of the blind
lions roar and fires smould
the men snoar, curses and ill conceived promises they do throw
chidren play, hear the rain coming and smear mud on walls
mothers praying, silently yearning
for someone to stop the needless slaying
of what lies in them
true greatness in a world they cannot see but can only be
dansels over loaden with worries about dowries
suitors contemplating past rejections, mounting frustations
knock on their doors, start asking questions
trying to reach out to someone they cannot see
but know to be their light
in a world thats forever dark

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 2, 2006



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