Written piece
Waves Of the Sea
Charles Lipanda Mahigwe
Malawi
About this piece
This poem is rooted from both refugee experience and loss of a home but meant to seek for peace. It's a reminder and a call that a shared responsibility in this world matters and together we can cease fire. Let's end wars first they have no significant Impact rather distraction.
Waves Of The Sea
I am a poet with no pen and paper
Words ripple on lips like soft wind
Valiant voice rustles in me to speak
For the orphans whose blood flows
With the viscosity of the fluids
Our flag is dying for we failed
To protect our mother Congo
We brought war instead of peace
When will you stop grinding and crushing us?
We are spices in the mortar
How long will these bloodsheds be streaming in the tunnel?
We're refugees with no shelters
The rhythm of hymn is sung by our souls
For the guns have killed us in the wildrefuge
When will these battered years end?
A wave of nostalgia ringing
Reflecting and appealing
When our dead parents were alive
Who would sleep on mat with no net?
Cacia trees were vibrating to the beat of guns
We're vestiges of victims
And being pushed away like pebbles in the river
Walking in the penumbra
As stars dancing in auroras
We're transients
Poetry is aesthetic home
She protects us even during insomniac monsoon
We live in hyacinth
For it is where my father was reincarnated
I smell the scent of air
In the petunia of graves
For our bodies are rutted
When we all ululated
For being penurious
On the wavWaves Of The Sea
© Charles Lipanda Mahigwees