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The Sorrow Night Songs [Poetry]

Poetry

anthology of poems. The Sorrow Night Songs Copyright © 2019 by Lamer The Poet The right of Lamer The Poet to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by him in accordance with the copyright law of the Republic of Ghana. All rights...

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NKOSI SIKELEL' iAFRIKA

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by mrpoetivist

by mrpoetivist

There is somewhere to be,
We said among the sorrows,
Weeping our hearts, echoes of,
Blinded tears & Cheerful fears.

At last, it was the night somewhere,
Somewhere in Africa,
Where the human skin is of iron
And the skins of the Funtomfrom is
Of gold.

Somewhere in Africa,
Where the leopards smile is of git
of hope,
And the lions—showers of destiny.

I wrote MillionTears—back home,
In my DarkBone. I feared MillionFears.

Night was all I saw—when the time
came for the knight to watch.
Night was with fears—& it feared the fearless night.

And back home,
At the DarkLand,
Ogya surrounded us around by
the call of the EveMoon,

Then in the middle,
Ogya blazed the dawn—that was when the story of the great Fears Of The Fearless Night was told.

It was fear throughout the night,
A night somewhere,

Somewhere in Africa—
And in that night,
We wrote our tears in the footprints of our blood,
Laughed along the horns we heard.

Then we went,
After the blind—who saw stars but took it away from our far end,
The narrative haunted us from the wilderness.
And there was a partial dark—between the night you came,
And the day we traveled into infinity.

The night here is still haunting,
From the clock to the crows!