Tomorrow

We want to live

In a tomorrow

Where our past

Can be looked at with pride

And not the shame

Of rotting corpses behind bushes

Raped mothers

traumatized orphans

and brothers and sisters

skedaddleing all over the world in terror

Of an uncertain future

Child Of Two Cities

When I was a foetus

In the warm womb of my mother

I lived in Halimane village

Land of my ancestors

Entwined by a river

Striving to straighten its limbs

Between trees that rained smiles of leaves

When autumn dawned, and our hearts melted.

I walked the forests of Halimane ceaselessly

Drinking in the crisp air

Watched by frisky squirrels

Pausing between their ferreting

To sit back on their hind legs

As I did a few months

After I was born into Halimane village