Licking Wounds Poem by Ndina Kamaro Muofhe

Tormented soul cries
As it leaves a burning hell
Which lured it by promises
Now, it treads on rough spell
It is much more than a wound
For there's always a story to tell
And by memories, it is bound.

Before the bridges drown,
A tongue will always be stretched out
To give it another healing round
Until it chase away the drought.

Floods of tears swallow the feel of love
For promises betrayed its trust
All drowned and nothing is left above
Emotions cried by that dagger's thrust.

The hope is to rise from that fall
And again, to walk so tall
Breaking these hard wall
Winning this hell of a war.