Ally Fred Skin Poems

  • 1.
    On that rainy day the lep crawled,
    for days it's been sessile.
    How splendours is the world,
    and you can barely move a mile?
    ...
  • 2.
    A name I'll live to recite like a love poem,
    I'll sing your name like it's a sweet hymn.
    I'll dance to the rythm of this song,
    Promise me you'll always sing along.
    ...
  • 3.
    On the Taita Hills, from my mom’s womb I come,
    It’s freezing, every morning is ice cold.
    In a small rock-made house and a farm to call home,
    Where 4 brothers’ and a sister’s arms will hold.
    ...
  • 4.
    I run and run, trying to get away,
    I flee on sight, terrified to death.
    I know I'm innocent but not okay,
    I'm out of air officer, I can't breath.
    ...
  • 5.
    Sharp air in my fragile nostrils, I'd smell freedom,
    My closed eyes could hardly see the light.
    Can't tell how big was the ransom,
    But I recall the sensational bliss it brought.
    ...
  • 6.
    When you'll wake up that morning,
    The sun's far from the sky,
    With your head turned gray,
    For all the years of growing.
    ...
  • 7.
    Please show me what you really are,
    'Cause you're not anything close to a human.
    Just don't tell me you're from far,
    Unless by far you mean angels in heaven.
    ...
  • 8.
    The cold and long nights couldn't get any less brutal,
    Impact of the hard pavement with the ill-covered skin grew unbearable.
    Sunny and rainy days were both worse.
    He's only 10 and his health is critically impaired
    ...
Total 8 Skin Poems by Ally Fred

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