by Charles S Mortson
From out of the smoke we will rise
The weight of these chains we will break
From his face we will rip the deceitful guise
The spirit of our brothers and sisters we will wake
My blood flows free yet I do not weaken
My feet clothed in blisters yet I feel no pain
For my children's lives I will not bargain
Though my anger burns my calm will remain
From beneath his foot our people we will remove
The hate he has implanted we will unbidden with fire
The lies he feeds the blind we will disprove
We will watch him drown in desperation's mire
With only a stance we will shake every plain
With only a look we shine with the force of the sun
My feet clothed in blisters yet I feel no pain
My blood flowing free yet I will not weaken............
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Charles Chuze Kayeyi, young, vibrant, high-school student and a lover of art, inspired to publish poems by Mortson, a Researcher and Mentor, to an extent of combining efforts and skill to build a name, Charles S Mortson, a Zambian and proud African with a worldwide vision.
Last updated July 02, 2015