Your Tears, Wipe Them Dry
The mounds you see
in them, your mum
and dad, wake them
not, your tears shall dry.
Wheels so speedy
crashed, their souls flew to sky,
cry not, your mumy and dady
am I, this weak body
and my palms,
you are sobbing? No sobs
I could have cried, tears
Ever they would flow,
Must, my foot on ground
Gone is gone, my breast
Your father suckled
Your mum I guarded
I am you, you are me
Your, tears, wipe them dry.
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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