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Christian Mowarin
Through the tear in the thatch The moon had suited itself In dark unapproachable apparels As I marvel at its complexities The slit in the thatch gets bigger Unmended dreams and passage Realizing what devine creature Or creativity have made it work The wild is alive with screams Within it, I play hide and seek
My heart lights up I can see the heroism in you In the darkest moment That has become the light of way A new passage emerges And its home on a new direction Home is where you live Just come home and be free Be free be free be free christian mowarin
For my mother, Clara
an oxygen paperback July 2011
His spirit sleeps But he look upon time Who awaits no one For in hundreds they stare In the groundless reality With no time conscious zone Too quick in quagmire Blazes of stones in godly Bitter and trajectories A harvest of thin and sin
earth s rejects
With sanguine look He looks upon god The crowded heavens And opaque like skies The scramble at the sacred Golden gates with prophesies Entrenched like beacons Hallucinatory in threes Of new hope and dreams An open heaven made Of an open mine road Steps hampered in arms Dimmed Droplets of water Hitting hard like rail stones Pounding his existence In man made civilizations Bending his beginnings Brokering his union Tinkering his thinking United as one omen And rolling walk course Among the rookie demons Murmuring for almonds Things on life's grip Heaven closer The sky game over
the wild calls
Through the tear in the thatch The moon had suited itself In dark unapproachable apparels As I Marveling at its complexities The slit in the thatch gets bigger Unmended dreams and passage Realizing what Devine creature Or creativity have made work wild is alive with screams Within it, I play hide and seek Though the darkness calls It's wet blanket scattered over Covering nefarious ambiguities As Hand cynicism threatens To tear the living asunder Mark away the bottomless pit Our inner wild call and echoes away Reaching the soul of seven villages Built by idemigo the conqueror Where are you in this cold? Come out, come out It's playtime and the old spirits Don't keep it waiting anticipating Time to come to sleep now Don't mind the pressures, It's just Challenges and stress Your wild inner child is calling To Take care of you, forever Hearken to the voice of papa Retribution is here, Come out, come out
the forgotten
Long gone memories Gone with the upikodo gong As we rode the black beast Of the great clan’s beat To the forests of Upanni Along nnewu the evil forests Running west to Dibialand Where the water cascade To the's the earth bowel Conspicuously elavated Reaching out for us in spirit It’s wet mist a breath of strength A song middle earth wrote Holding us in one tight Light in fight with the enemies There region in fright Legion of udemili proclaims My matchet talk to me Like my father before my clan Plan to keep it that way I am the great leader The one the gods proclaimed The true one from Udemili This oracle has shown me To emancipate my people The forgotten clans Dibia land awaits the day The cries and chants of victory
my freedom
Have drained much time Scanning your rattles Training my thoughts Traveling among liberations My backyard going astray In a field of black blame You know i can't let you Slide through my pains Am a free kauri born And I have grace to live Not in your shadow life But in heights and intrinsics Modeled after my conscious So your wild bitter mind Cannot drag me away Or hurt my temptations been given the strength To do as I see time I have my freedom But there's no time I razed the walls that I've badly built And fill in the mud scraps So the harmony in many Ways remain symbolic the walls I rank to raise And I'm the only one I will be the first one to set it down down Towards freedom square
war time prayers
Come with me Come follow my world Wrap around my postscripts Let's walk the mile In footprint in retorics And turn it into a million distance we can spark stretch and reach out Whenever we are stringed To death with the world woes Reach with me Come envelope my reign So the left rains cover me reach out to our aging souls turn it into gold strings A life fortune we can feel new light we can shine Where we ďŹ nd the darkness tearing our hearts out Stay and rehearse with me live in between my minds sing a song for the cold A song that will lighten our fears That has eaten profoundly Our lasting racial existence song for the earthenware When the moonlight reects It's body on our life's energy
monkey boy
Quietly he sits Like an origami In trusted aged hands The lazy wind in perfect Arrangement with furs Principally In unison with His carbonated interns Conscientiously Internalized In fused composite Recklessly combined And Supposedly Folded, inclined The world aligned His world angle Eyes alarmily dimmed Redeemed and received Receded in grace Race drained sockets Log jammed in skulls Made of palm wine calls Interestingly substituted Armed with both hands With legs shaped like feet Surrounding gizmos Tailored for mammals The pose excruciatingly Shattered and decayed Gaze gone wet bananas The morning still venture In full day volumetrics
peace
Deep In the spiritland The pure whisperers From the sacred odemili Shrine with a half sun Laid out for a long day Dreams in basin waters Refracted by the incoming moon In ďŹ ve afor market days Lay their down a weapon To surrender to peace Of great trust for The great divide Far inside the village heart Deep inside, a child prays Awaiting better days A hope for a new world A tale without evil A Life without eviction The ancestors in pantries Shaping the hearts to come Calling all the seven rivers And the seven coral edge Come Peace and serenity Serengeti day out And Health and prosperity A new sense of belonging And Hopeful longing
home
Home is where you are Where ever you are The magical interpretation Of a new feeling and healing Home is where you ll be Where ever you do Just come home and be free Be free be free be free Now I know what's wrong with you I know what's troubling you In the trespass of the east The Wild West or the ubiquitous south Now I know what's up with you Dawn is here to stay All my spirit is here with you Just come home and be free Be free be free be free All of a sudden your heart lights up Now I can see the heroism in you In the darkest moment That has become the light of way A new passage emerges And is home is the new direction Home is where you live Just come home and be free Be free be free be freen
the light
The deep hole Made so black Incinerated silo Sadistic energy So marooned And arc ready vehemently submerged Holocaust in whole In small but so Xander In light painting Glowingly racial Radically radial Home alone inside And nostalgic outside With all burns tighter motionless intense Burning rims Intended for jugular The new circle sweep Peeping through Burning sensations Pure magic for humans A Renewed hope And anglocentric trick A new feeling Acting all repelant And obnoxious
earth s rejects II
Time walls stood between Evil and good riddance Screaming at refractions Of lights in lightning speed Burning all on the land With a gusty and blurry laugh From a full hand sprint The scattered chaff Now that's within His spirit sleeps But he look upon time Who awaits no one For in hundreds they stare In the groundless reality With no time conscious zone And quick in quagmire Blazes of stones in godly Bitter and comet Trajectories A harvest of thin and sin The sick reaping the heaps; As they rise for the salute And the dumb rejoice in ďŹ elds Made of burnt bodies Their role still played in death Lying akimbo only to be razed By eastern wind wings of Desire with a head and tread, And no earth yields the rejects
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afrika re- animation
y etr po playbook
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Christian Mowarin