Memories from the Shadows by AK

Listening to the glittering hymns from the birds
Across the captivating blue sight
Welcoming the yawning waves and bubbles
Like a twinkling light in the morning sand it mirrors and flickers afar,
Too far to appreciate the aftermath of climatic change
Stumbles, rumbles, mumbles roll round aloud, too loud to hear
All is but in the reflection and meditation of humanity

With intense happiness we smiled at your oration
Your move and word on development was superb
Setbacks were a thing of the past
Thus we heaped praises at you
But alas,
Six rains in your reign have not passes
Turbulent hailstorms have been gushed
The shadows from the past have started haunting you
For your paranoia and nakedness have been exposed
Lest you lose support and viable platform
For its through such platforms that we deeply reflect and perfect
Going round the circles of lost promises, memories and indeed flattery oration

Reminiscence of those moments are still fresh
Flashes of the shady blue are still clear
When we slowly but surely gathered by the fire place
Clinging to the smouldering charcoal
Digesting the dish of culture, wisdom, life and art
Separating the finely chewed from the well regurgitated
Ooh Yes!
It’s through such circles of critic and exposure that we learn the secrets of art in its entirety
Realising our inner potential and success

- Andrew Kamwambi