Through All Poem by Cliff Phiri

Through the lifeless deserts we've passed. Hopeless, faithless and so much more.
Scars of betrayal embroidered our backs.
Unfriendly friends were all over.
Had it not been for the Grace....

Our own abandoned us
And strangers sheltered us.
We were given to life
Whilst still in dire need of mother's milk.

Some people we thought were brothers
Turned out to be hungry beasts_
Lurking for our tender flesh.

Clothed in shame, we passed all.
Emotional pain engulfed our hearts.
By our eyes we had to breathe
And on our knees we had to sit.

Every time we heard a bomb blast nearby,
All we had to do was to fling
Unto the breast of Iscariot...
The one who wished us hell.

The place of liberty and glory
Seemed all a myth.
So the sound of freedom was all we needed.
Expensive as it looked, our Lord bought us!