Wanjohi. P. Mugambi
One day
I will learn how to fly
I will no longer be the way i used to be
But i will fly so high
Soaring with pride
One day
The ocean will get back to its source
Flowing in the streams that gave it the name
It won’t have its name again
An ocean
Rather it will take back its glory to the owner
One day
Those that were blind will see
They will see the earth that once rejected them
They will see the angry world that taught them
They will see the beauty of the sun
And pray to be blind again
One day
That dawn of the day many will come
Crying and asking for help in their family
But no one will be there to help
Even them that had blood ties
One day
The sun will not rise
The moon will disappear
The rain will not rain
No rainbow will be seen
Darkness will not fill the earth
Light will not be there
The earth will not even exist
That day no one will live to see
For that day will never comecome
Wanjohi. P. Mugambi
Weeping Onion
Nairobi Kenya
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