In the margins and edges of our struggles
Neither homewards sail nor harbour rescued us
In the twilights and shadows of our resilience
Neither fading lights nor the gathering gloom—
Hound our trepidation and quiver our welly
When our hardiness is ebbing away
The birthplace of valour tattered down
We rove in the corridor of hope, and
Uncertainty whispers to us —
Beyond our primordial beginnings
Beyond our numinous treasures
Beyond the worth of our virtues
We will banish fears to exorcise qualms.
Read – Black Star – A Poem by Margaret Mungai, Kenya
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