On my ashy achene feet, in my dirty buggy shorts
I see but seem to find incandescent dreams that
Fly but never stop to perch
On this brown baked ground, with my witty wacky brains
At the tactus of this day
I vow to catch the dreams that fly
In this hazy maze.
Read – I Promise – A Poem by Saniamu Ngeywa, Kenya
This poem was published in the December 2021 Edition of the WSA Magazine
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