Page 55 - Msingi Afrika Magazine Issue 3
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A POEM
the Harvest
You were plundered to the depth of your soul
You were stripped of everything you owned Uncontrollable disease destroyed the
Your plunders were foreign and local harvest
Yet you remained hopeful Suffering wore down your generations
Yet you remained hopeful
Your traditional crops were shamed and
shunned You’re hopeful because you know
Your fields were filled with foreign crops something
Your fields were sprayed with chemicals You’re hopeful because you see far
Yet you remained hopeful You’re hopeful you understand
You are hopeful because you are
Your children were convinced you are Alkebulan
backward Alkebulan, mother of mankind
Your brightest and most privileged children
left Your womb bears good seed
Those who remained were disillusioned Your good seed brings good life
Yet you remained hopeful Your good life brings a good harvest
Your good harvest secures the future
You were plunged into war
Sons rose against their fathers Your true children are coming
Brothers rose against their mothers and The hope you held onto is producing
sisters The seed is ripening
Yet you remained hopeful The harvest is secure
Your daughters were under siege Those who left are returning
Caught in the middle of the hostilities Those who stayed are rising
Scrambling to save themselves and the Those without hope are shifting
children The harvest is coming
Yet you remained hopeful
The needed solutions are approaching
Unknown disease ravaged your children The challenges on the way are overcome
The fear in the hearts of men is overturned
The harvest is coming
I see the twinkle in your eyes
I see your smile forming
I hear your heart beat changing
Kyesubire Greigg Your harvest is come!!
