MODERNISATION Whisper into my ears/ Am I in desert?/ Who brought this annihilation to my city? Lonely voices quarrelling in hurried whispers in my mind/ Floundered and flopped in the dungeon down the mountain/ Scattered houses suffering the new classic countryside/ Like toys left long ago by Mbona Mountains whisper over the sprinkled souls/ Protruding their bones/ As I sat nobbling, smug and satisfied with the past/ My heart lies feeble of the landscape The soft melodies and the thick tones of men created atmosphere of chaos/ Like a gentle roar inside Mulunguzi river/ The clapping of hands and laughter in scattered paths scorned the building souls/ Who has created this bosh growth? A. NKHOMA. Poetry is nice!
Posted on: Sun, 20 Jul 2014 19:29:53 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015