Poems from Charles Muchori
Wars are no longer fought on distant grounds,
Tears flow down both Victors' and victims' faces
And runners run whether happy or sad.
But...
She wakes up to the cries of her hungry child.
Another night another hungry tummy experience.
She hobbles to her baby’s cot,
And feeds her...
Do you remember that night?
When you and I lay on that couch,
That couch with stains from different nights,
And you said you’d never live...
I see the light in your eyes,
The allure in their brightness,
Every time you speak of your dreams,
And all you want to achieve.
I feel...
And his mama asks "what's wrong?"
And he mumbles "nothing"
And he runs to his room,
And he bangs the door shut.
And he sits on the floor by...