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When I am home
Ugonna Wachuku
Now that the day
is over,
Now that the sun
is waving goodbye,
now that we all
must find our
way back to love
and charming comfort,
please, wait for
me at the gate.
Wait for me with
natural lips;
not a painted
one.
Wait for the
kiss.
Wait for the
warm embrace.
Wait for my
hands on the
cooking pot.
Kindly be there
for my sweet
smelling pot
of food.
Gladly be there
for my flowers
and loving,
listening ears.
Be there with
natural lips
for this kiss
that will
melt stone
hearts of
hatred and
racial
injustice.
Just be there
for the kiss.
And then,
When I am home:
~ Critiques/Comments ~
Marcia Ellen "Happy" Beevre
happyb8888@aol.com
Ahh, the "natural kiss"! A kiss like the very first that Adam and Eve
shared before there was race, before there was lust, before there was
hatred, before there was jealousy, vanity, pain, terror, hardship,
before there was even love. The poet admonishes us to "just be there
for the kiss". Oh that we could be. Oh that we could live life NOT
as it really is, but as it OUGHT to be!!
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Mona Omar
monao3@yahoo.com
when i am home is a very simple natural poem i love it
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Shaketa Copelin
strawberrylagoon@yahoo.com
This was one of the most beautiful and heartfelt poems
that I have ever read. I loved it.
http://PostPoems.com/members/strawberrylagoon
2003-07-24 14:04:07
