Invocation Moment Poem by Ndina Kamaro Muofhe

And so, a moment was born
From the broken circumstances in the hands of time
Hearts mourning souls lost in footprints of irreplaceable life
Drowning miseries in sour tears flooding down their faces
Hoping the taste of burning gins would be the dawn of new smiles

It's a benediction by souls caught in transcendence
Where the physical image of our streets are ashes of wasted blunts
Beyond those horizons, conversations occur between mortal men and their distant relatives

Sounds of beaten drums were fuel amidst the burning flames
Flames ignited from a spark of love to bind those tribes at war
Melodious and songs of victory sung in the mightiness' presence

So, let the liquor fill the cracks of the ground
And the beautiful smoke cleanse spirits caught in the unrest