Eerie Reverie
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A remedy for boredom. Read the poetry and the short stories that are both entertaining and short. The book combines various themes and concepts. From sci-fi to historical, political and Religious spheres.
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Eerie Reverie - Blessings A.M. Kamanga
FLIGHT OF THE GENIUS
You were not just a gargantuan intellectual,
You were a soul of great character,
The serene azure of the sky,
That outclassed the expectations of genius
You inspired an empire of leaders,
And ignited in us a fiery fire to shine
With the unquenchable embers of wisdom,
For knowledge to unflinchingly infinity we’ll yearn.
Just yesterday you taught us in class,
But today, he shall never teach us,
Today he is gone, but yesterday he lives.
In this attenuating interlude that spans an eternity.
At its cessation; an infinity in the Eden.
How we wish today was yesterday,
For yesterday a great giant stood among us,
But time and death have done us injustice, alas.
We have regressed all your life’s work on you,
And have found them to be significant,
Statistically, economically, morally and otherwise.
A great genius is gone,
In the quite of the night,
How soon and unprecedented his flight.
It rained cats and dogs
In the tears of our eyes
Sad news of your demise pierced hearts
Death has left us wretched
Beating us over our Richard
You were an indelible high priest of knowledge
In the classic ordinance of economics
A lecturer of high caliber
A man of noble character
You sparked a galaxy of economic super-giants,
As you conjured your scholarly wisdom
And wrought a universe in econometrics
Lambda and tau were the super powers
Igniting in us a passion
The zeal to sip deep
The zeal of knowledge
But how the econometrics colossus is gone
Grief has battered our hearts brutally
Time has done us unfathomable injustice
Leaving us wandering in the pits of dilemma
Where will we tap such a genius again?
By; Blessings Kamanga and Tionge Bindula
IN THE SOUTH
There were whispers and nodes,
Silent laughs and suppressed smiles,
As they shared stories of a land,
A land in the South they said.
A land in the heart of the South;
A land flowing with water,
That would make the Kalahari,
A thriving and thick Fauna.
A Nation with eternal streams,
But its inhabitants shrunk with thirst,
Dehydrated like those of the Sahara.
They stood in silence,
When they heard of this kingdom,
With a king who rode in twenty carriages.
A path made in commoners regalia,
Their meagre contribution to his luxury,
They were mesmerized, perplexed and dumfound.
How can a single man fit twenty carriages?
Did his inflated belly deserve that much?
A land in the deepest depths of the South,
That had so much freedom,
That its former masters dictated its laws;
With an iron rod in the hand of hand-outs
And a whip in the left hand of globalization.
They would shout at their ex-slaves;
Women remove thy garb
And adorn with thyself with undergarments,
Men leave thy beautiful wives.
And embrace men in matrimony,
And by reason of freedom
They would freely obey.
That dark place in the South,
Whose god is a fiery fire in the sky;
Though they lacked control of fire.
At the onset of darkness,
The land and the trees sleep,
Even the fireflies black out.
We must all go and see this land,
an antique and anarchist antic.
STRANGE WINTER
Yes, she blossomed before my eyes
As her eye were ablaze with fire
Changing from a stranger to a queen
Incinerating all my logical inhibitions
Nullifying my earthbound prejudices
Taking me through romantic ascension
And holding me through heavens aisle
Summer is the forecast of a winter
Old; it became and brought the chilly wind
Under the spell of a frozen heart I shivered
Zero degrees freezing my insides
As the strange winter had become the winner
In defeat I let the summer go
Living without leaving is a disrespect to seasons
On this cold night I decided to leave to the sun
Vanishing just to get warmth in the solar core
Erasing my indiscretions and erecting my house
Under the heavens and above the Earth
THIS GRAVE
This grave of hearts
Is the gravest of deaths
A tombstone for that lover
Whose heart I buried beneath the sand
In my chest lays an empty cavity
Devoid of all love
Tell the stem cells to grow me a new heart
A new heart beat
A new smile and laugh
Bath me in those endorphins
And shower me in the sweet serotonin
A new bond births a younger heart
In the rocky egg of my dead chest
A zombie breathes life again
And metamorphoses into a butterfly
A flutter of your wings oh! Lover
Is the palpitation of my heart
Carry me on your wings
Like a chick under her mother’s wings
Protect me from the predators in the romantic jungle
Ready to swallow me whole
I have seen Hell oh! Lover
In the afterlife
Anubis has weighed my heart above the pyramid
Valhala, has shattered my armor before
As I fought the seven deadly sins
Each battle opening the seven chakras
Until you came and resurrected me
From this grave of hearts
Where my heart was gravely dead.
THE GRASSROOTS
They are the pinnacles of oppression
The harbingers of unfathomed inequality
Like daylight and the night in stark contrast
The grim reaper in our eternal nightmare
Taxed to death by the political rodomontade
And played by the propagandists like a bass guitar
A sorrowful dirge emanates from these dry bones
A valley of skeletal mementos by the behemoth
A behemoth that consumes their souls from birth
And stumps on the grassroots to their death
A corrupt behemoth is a gluttonous dragon
Callously cannonading contentiously contorted citizens
A terror-clad terrain is the ether in its wake
A city in ruins, a forest of bruin akin to canids puling
A gloomy transcendent and hellish reality
The grassroots cling on the verge of oblivion
THE GHOST OF FUTURE PAST
The Ghost of future past
I can hear the chimes
The day of reckoning is nigh
The grim reaper is here
The contentious horns draw near
Red hot like fiery tones
He angrily glares with an obvious leer
As he whips the tail in his rear
The unbearable heat is a bit queer
As I convulse in ecstatic fear
My buried sins begin to resurrect
My precious, My precious wealth
Suffocate my narrow nostrils
The pungent aroma of the lavish thrills
The