Norman Mwale [The PenPusher]
Dear child!
I’m teaching you the art of being
A warrior of war
War of artilleries
And this art of being this settled liquid
Where you don’t agitate or provoke
I know you would ask me
Why should you stand between
Peace and this art of warfare
Between anger and resilience
I know you would not concur
Until l paint some pictures in your
trodden paths
That you kneel on your tips
Before life
And retrace the tableaus in your
Mind
Then you would concur
That gardeners are worriors of the
Spades
Who play meek with the seed
But in times of war you can’t fight
With seed and spades
You need to carry a spear and defend
Your country!
Unless you understand,
This is the chemistry between peace
And warfare!
But do not laugh at the sleeping lion
Let it rest and you continue with
Your journey towards moonshine!