FRAUGHT WITH TRIBULATIONS

FRAUGHT AND TRIBULATIONS
Oh I cry...for the deal so signed
Stop breaths to see dawn
Signatures and thoughts
Forehead wounds to whole visage
Letting out a drop of blood and water
Loved ones of the sun couldn't see
Blond hair covering misery
Wildness of the heart that conceals pain

A glance at the obituaries
Golden names celebrating a life well lived
Open gates let amber fire of the wide road
Bolt-hit back to reality and faded godly scenes
Chant of prayers and daydreams
To find the truth of dark
Retrace of footprints and blood thirst thoughts
Echoes of this name....from a 'keeper's' whisper.

Vengeance to scare away the bat
Pity this lone soul in the dark
Skin burns in the moonlight
Ripping apart to ashes in despair
Scent of a lost damsel in the woods
Need and urge from the 'keeper's' voice
A small bite of a scraggy being
To life. To disdain.

Even the little beads of this bracelet
Felt the venom of these words and voices
Hot spurts of lava melted from rocks
The crater that will hold back this misery
Consuming my inner chi
Of the tears shed for a fake comeback
I knock on the doors again.

Soft sparks deep inside
Series of my failures. Episodes of my missions.
A relight of the blue fire...
Singing this damn lordship
Twenty-four-seven, Three-sixty-five
Still a Kobold who lives within
In all these thralldom
You'll find peace. The fealty will reign.

(FRAUGHT AND TRIBULATIONS)
                Adhiambo Agoro.

MY DARKLAND

MY DARKLAND
Pages that needed an eraser
Sanity that pleaded for a mind
Of weak wires and lines
That led to broken connections
I saw darkness and murky shadows
Of ghosts and spirit winds

I still read the writings
On the broken walls
Of the cracks I fit in a little
To build a name and a life
Couldn't get a color from the spectra

Faded strength
I ride through cities
Daylight through hometowns
To dark clouds and dull stars
A reverse of my wheels
To pick up the sacred past

I will unkiss the lips
Read from the back pages
Start from sunset to sunrise
And sing lyrics in rewind
Empty this pocket of wicked man thought

All's that's lost and shaken
Will be found and taken
I will bring the dead child to be born
Let it feel air and its heart beat
In its empty house to suckle future into it

"I left the stage in the middle of my song...
Mockingbird's message of a tune not heard of
And chirps of other fellows
I see...eyes full of disdain"

My Cathedral collapsed!
That morning broke me
Am sorry Mama
I could come back on bended knees
I beseech thee
And for the faults in my stars

Holy One
I would entreat for a weak soul
Between rocks and icebergs
Sunken eyes that don't see faith
Fragile heart that don't feel pain

And as I hold this blunt pencil
Bleeding words I still hold in
The color of my blood is all I see
I break the chains
I see the sniper
We both want to scare away the dark
I smile. I smile. I smile.

            (MY DARKLAND)
                            ADHIAMBO AGORO

`AXE CHILE'

`AXE CHILE'
I won't turn to stop
Though...
My skin's pale and grey
Am out in the rain...
I feel the touch of my soul
I stiffen my upper lip to the pinch
A pinch painful to wake me up..
My book is stained...with black ink
Of isolated  burial grounds

You can't see my sparks fly...
Hole in my pocket,hole in my head
In those holes there's hope to carry on
My scope has been narrowed
I ain't a dingy shebeen!!!
I sink in my lake of apathy
With no feeling of sympathy
Getting dark in this heart of mine
Where there's no hope with me to dine
"Guilty feet...no rhythm  to the tune"

    Oh friend... This isn't an enigma
    Or anything to cause you trauma
    Backbreaking determination just...
         "...Don't forget my name..."

                           ( `AXE CHILE' )
                          Adhiambo Agoro

LOOK AT ME..CHILD

LOOK AT ME...CHILD
Look up to the sun
The stars and moon of the sky
Let the breeze feel the smoothness
Of your pretty visage..
Dry your tears...Of all the years
You can only have the sunshine after the rain
Run through the forest as you used to
Retrace your footprints...
Seek that silver needle
That you lost in the dark
Ears on the ground...To hear the stampede of the hopeful kind
Don't listen to the old song.... That old echo that's calling out for you
Dance to the angels tune of glory...
That of Michael...
Look at you....Look at me
At us...Smile again...

          Adhiambo Agoro