“Feeble hands don’t bring us to bloom lands.”
– Thompson Emate
The night has rolled its sheet,
Bloom has deemed us fit to meet,
Nature has embraced us,
We’re no more plagued by yesterday’s loss.
Gloom no longer sits in our hearts,
We’re not driven by despondent carts,
Light has come our way,
In our abode, it has chosen to stay.
The sun sits in our skies,
In this hope, we arise,
We no longer walk in the shadow,
We have found a path to the meadow.
We’re haloed with radiant colours,
As we traverse plains, terrains and contours,
The tides have brought us goodness,
Courage cloaked weariness.
Read – Shadows and Light – A Poem by Babirye Mary Namakula, Uganda
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Wow! This a beautifully crafted poem , a moving line I must confess.
Thank you, Olusegun. It’s an honour.