kennedy musyoka

Rookie (Nairobi)

Tears Of Sand - Poem by kennedy musyoka

Tears of sand, they flow from the eyes of the sad face of the land, these tears i cant stand, of the gracefull land that beauty it once had, these caused by hands, the greed of the pigs they even eat ants, tears now of sand we wade through where ones we had floods, please help me understand, why should we all be there and no words, there we had a a beautiful forest and vast wet grounds, we have nothing now only tree stumps, hunger once suppressed by fig trees, these greedy pigs see timber to fill their unquenched greed, tears of sand they cant dry off even when wiped with firm hands, this land this country what to us was furtile farm land, now a vast waste land a treeless land,

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 5, 2013

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