Poems from Charles Muchori
I am walking around in the company of friends at 2200h.
It’s a well lit highway, even more lit by our tranquil laughter.
A police land...
In the biting cold I walk,
Barefoot and in tattered attire,
My dirty pants, ripped at the knees,
Folded at the waist and tied to my body
By...
My mama told me that I belong in the world.
Now I never took her word for it,
For I never met a man who belonged.
Not really.
Not truly.
...
I have been around and I have seen a lot.
And many a time I have been to the ballot.
Sometimes when I am looking around,
I see their...
It has been a long tiresome day .
But for some reason, I don’t want to go home .
Oh, I know why I don’t want to go home yet.
I need to put...