Saturday, July 21, 2012

Kilimanjaro

By HANA NJAU-OKOLO

Kilimanjaro
You are
I am
Melting.

Those patterns etched into your face
Are tears carved under my eyes
Draining through the mask.

A glacial screen
The landscape of my life
Frozen into the familiar.

Snow-cap
Washing away
As men in their folly
Plunder the spoils of the earth.

Face-to-face you say
Do not weep for me
Weep for yourself
And for your children.
For the Sahara
And its spreading.

For your soul
Marooned on an
Island of dreams
Unfulfilled.


Copyright © Hana Njau-Okolo 2008-2012. All Rights Reserved.

First posted on December 10, 2008.