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Graduation

I had a little sapling, which I planted in the ground, And busied about it, trying not to make a sound, I sprinkled it with water and let it feel the sun, And saw that it’s growing had definitely begun, … Continue reading

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Fire Has No Mercy

To throw the pink dressing gown, Out of the window right down, Five floors, six floors, seven, ten, To open hands, waiting men, Easy, if not being worn, By the child that she had born, Should she let the flames … Continue reading

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African Woman

She works without a moan, In a house she does not own, While strapped to her back, No sophisticated backpack, Is an infant, her young son, A baby not yet turned one, And she carries his weight, As she carries … Continue reading

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The First

Gathered at the school, sitting outside, Pupils of all ages, their parents pride, Mothers, fathers, teachers, staff, Chatter, discomfort, even a laugh, Former students, dressed alike, all, In the same uniform worn after school, Some were in white, others green, … Continue reading

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Celebrating Freedom

I am free, Little me, No conspiracy, That I can see, To scrub away, For many a day, And come what may, Keep crumbs at bay, To clean the home, Create sterile dome, With fine comb, Lest crumbs did roam, … Continue reading

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But Mother Knows Best

Child don’t run, Get out of the sun, Bathe every day, To cry is okay, That’s dangerous, no, That’s sharp so, Careful, leave alone, Call me, phone, Do not fight, Only carry light, It is time to sleep, Don’t go … Continue reading

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I Am Not Dancing In The Rain

Each year first rain falling, I would hear the music calling, And outside my son and I, Would dance under leaky sky, The rain beating down sweet, Wetting faces, fingers, feet, Loving the rain dance groove, Chanting rain song as … Continue reading

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