We Were Killing Sonnets Poem by Ndina Kamaro Muofhe

We were killing sonnets
In metaphors and aliterations
When the brutal truth was uncovered
And gave power to the forbidden darkness
For light thrills when it's cursed

We were killing sonnets
Burying them in their sestets and octaves
When freedom was declared
On the palms of the virgin pages
To reverse the brutal damage done by light
To restore the withered dignity

We were killing sonnets
We gave shadows personifications
We merged water and sun within similes
To protect what is known as soul
From demonic holy war that is going on

We were killing sonnets
To save the last breath of poetry
Forgotten amidst nepotism's egos

And as we recited,
We washed off rust on many souls
Gold and god were born in the souls
They glittered within hearts

We were killing sonnets
And that's all that mattered