Wanjohi. P. Mugambi
Be not turbulent with me I pray
For your colors are everywhere
Although i brought all this up
Just like the crowded street, people meet
Tender mercy my love
For the wonder-light to shine
As i go by
When you came, you were like red wine and honey
Your taste burnt my mouth with its sweetness
Now my love
You are like morning bread
Smooth and pleasant
I hardly taste you at all for i know your heart
Tender mercy my love
To be completely nourished
You are my stem
Of a young beech-tree
Straight abd swaying
Breaking out the golden leaves
My love
Do not walk away
For when you do it is like the blowing of a beech- tree
On a hill
Your voice i will miss
Please don’t be angry
Tender mercy my love
And remove the cloudy sky
Wanjohi. P. Mugambi
The Weeping Onion
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