Charles Jagongo Poems

Praise him, this son of Africa
He withstood mudsling’s of apartheid,
From Roben Island, to lead a nation, to set a pace.
Count him not, with other comrades,
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Drums, trumpets, jingles and
Flowers, colours and
A union born.
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Yes, only him and out in open
Could whip up their emotions
Could make fire weaves of words
Sweet, provocative and with taste for freedom.
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Rain, rain, rain
As kids, by then
We played in pools
And chased butterflies
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Breaking news, breaking mood
Angelic, Whitney Houston, has left the hood

Our tears roll, a voice so graceful
Whitney Houston, woman so beautiful
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Dust rises, sky-wind snakes
Flowers bow their heads
Cracked are grany’s lips
Emaciated mother, a calf suckles
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Eternity is the Universe,
Swaying are the leaves
Rain splatters
Around I see lives
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As the heart yearns
Amid drum throbs of yester-pains
Bitter leaves in sweet tongue
Your angelic face mocks my soul
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Yes Mama,
Rivers whispered down the valley
Frogs had done their orchestra
As shadows, Sun's eye they closed and opened
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Mystic universe spreads, up the sky,
Stars like dots, mark the sky
Twinkling, in majestic beauty
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