#117 Carry on Tuesday
Task: To
use the opening line of Rupert Brooke’s poem “The Soldier” in which he
expresses movingly his love for England
* * * * *
If I should die,
Think only this of me:
My soul lived for Kenya
In taarab, genge and reggae
It dwelt in the Mara and Fort
Jesus
If I should die,
My thoughts be scattered
To console the bones of Marsabit
women
In unbridled compassion, yet
Let them scorch conscience of
tyrannies
If I should die,
Keep in good stead, keep your
eyes
To my playful self, mourn me not,
Read me “Death, Be not Proud”
For I will be in
good company of immortals;
2 comments:
Oh, I love this one. The "unbridled compassion" and "scorch the conscience of tyrannies". You are in fine form this morning, Salem. Write on! May your pen pierce the apathy of the masses and turn the tide towards hope and justice.
And let it be so, Koko, let it be so... :)
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