WARUI MAINA
WE ARE ALL SAME
In the snowy mist
In the darkest coal
You say
Sing songs full of sorrow
Let pain feed you sadness
Ye soul, with a frail tomorrow
Yours painted with darkness
You,a being of shame
With words full of fight
I replied,
Doesn't milk taste the same
To tongues black or white
Is the air smell different
For noses of a distinct pigment
The truth will stand right
One hand made us all
Male or female, big or small
For the sake of love, trade quo.
RACED
I have opened doors untouched
I have treaded on paths unmatched
My skin color sent me a cage
Of hate that's braved the age
They bury me with fatal words
My life is brushed of sad
Will it break the strong in me?
If I won't bleed to stabs
Will it swallow my self esteem?
If I can't give in to jabs
I,the darkness beyond doubt
The one light won't drive out.
I WILL
The hills call for a warrior
They pour our their hearts for a
saviour
Tears from souls desperate for
equitable life
Tears from souls yearning for their
deserved
Who shall stand to be counted
Yes I will
Yes I will
The heavens mourn over creation
What has pure turned unto
Of the same hand hate another
Like coin sides,obverse and reverse
They see not beyond the thick
Who shall stand for a viewpoint
past skin
Pigmentation and preach of
reconciliation
Yes I will
Yes I will
Time for the little warriors
Time for the renegades
Time to unmount the barriers
Time to heal the human race.
Warui Maina
Nationality:Kenyan
Residence/origin:Nairobi,Kenya
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