Poem: Our Side of Town

Victhur Ihuka Aug 24, 2015 at 12:42pm

August 24, 2015 at 12:42 pm | Lifestyle

Victhur Ihuka

Victhur Ihuka

August 24, 2015 at 12:42 pm | Lifestyle

Credit: Anthony Kurtz
African streets

Credit: Anthony Kurtz

We opened our infant eyes to the side of town
Where people hope to live and die
Where parents toil till dusk
And despite the fact that our hearts bled
And our slates of hope hardened with grief
We still dared to have dreams

The streets are littered with broken promises
And the air wreaks of forgotten dreams
You can feel the sadness of souls
Wandering in the dead of the night
Cut down in their prime
We open our eyes to the darkness
Clutching our fears for warmth
Hoping for better days
When our rose of hope will bloom

We opened our infant eyes to the side of town
Where angels’ feet fear to trod
Here, we rise above all that keep us down.

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