"I AM ZAAR" a poem written by Samson Mandess

samson mandes

I AM ZAAR

Put me on the Throne

My ancestors built out of their bones

Make a sculpture of me in your homes

Cos it's the only way I can remember that foes

Once decorated their walls with the live bodies of our olds

I beg eternal glory for their souls

Coming up, it was my thoughts against history

Momma gave my mind old pictures

Which inflicted upon my heart great misery

Having only a sibling,

The grip of shame was loose, I had to obey the shiverings

She said I was born to be hated

Cos the cold and the heat once prayed that I live naked

A story lips have buried for ages

It's a million miles away from her wishes that I say this

But I just feel it's time I save me

Have you heard of the root through the rocks?

Well, it deserves a song

I am the root, but I prefer being called Zaar

Cos I was denied access, had to create my own path

Was buried alive, but on these caskets I now stand.

Writer; Samson Mandess (PR13ST)

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