Wanjohi. P. Mugambi
In the place where my remains are in the hallowed ground
In silence i gather here
Around the spirits of the dead
Here in silence i weep
Having freedom from my unchecked world
Not able to hear all their sacred tributes
Only that i slept like a warrior
My arm now cold in my death
My victor fades as I go
My glory that rest in a two-hour mass
As the living bore just for a respect
I rest my sweetly rest
Gently deck in my tomb
Up my grave as they plant roses
But all alone in my death
I be laid upon the rested best
In my breast i rest
To go between the stars and clouds
Wanjohi. P. Mugambi
Weeping Onion
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