Plea to the Nile.
Hide me oh Nile
At the abyssal height of your feet
Lest I shrink- like a blown out balloon
My face stamped with affliction
Whilst melancholy twines my forsaken soul
Upon this land of perverted norms.
Hide me oh Nile
In your bounty womb I yearn for refuge
To elude this iniquitous raid of state
By greedy hyenas; plunderers
Clad in heroic attires of the state
Today I evade this messy land.
Hide me oh Nile
From this overly lurking stench of despair
Wallowing in the vicinity of the living dead
The brazen-faced; shameless perpetrators
That drain from the toiling fortune of peasants
To nourish their insatiable bellies.
(Sekyewa Godfrey)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loved this gem. Good entreaty to R. Nile