My Ballot Paper Poem by Gerald Kithinji
My Ballot Paper
I have long waited
This sunny day
To chide myself
Should I cast for this clown-
Who with dripping mouth
Sang his electorate his ambitions?
Or this home-made angel
Who with wings of kites
Would myrrh his disciples?
And then again I wonder
Should the heavens rock
Who will restrain the storm?
So I take the little ballot
And with raging words
In verse expend my anguish!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/5/2024 11:09:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
