Snow As the white flakes fall, With buildings caked in frosting, Delight and joy has its time. Together, in this welcomed weather, We’re reminded of Earth’s beauty, Evoking youth’s wonder, mischief and play – We pray it doesn’t go away; Since its exit will return The pain and pressures that being brings.
River of Thoughts Watch them go by, Down the stream, They’re not as strong As they seem. Some may leave you Stirring. Others leave you Burning. Some may leave you Wanting. And more leave you Hoping. If you feel eager To be an entertainer, Just close your eyes And realise They’re not you, And jumping in Just won’t do. Let them go As the water flows. The more you do so The stronger you’ll grow.
The Common Man’s Sanctuary Where strangers need not matter Once the drinks fill your bladder. Camaraderie is rife, little room for strife Oh yes! Music, chat, and laughter fill the space. The Jukebox – royalty in this place. With troubles of the week behind You’re unafraid to speak your mind, ‘Round here, love’s what you’ll find. Rowdy yet sweet With much delight and harmony Even treats the most downbeat, The rain – The pain of living gets eased. It’s the place for me, It’s the place to be; The Common Man’s Sanctuary.
Lockdown Down Days open and close the same When time’s spent indoors. Fatigue’s persistent as we Fight the Boredom war. As lively flames are dampened Our apathy soars. The past year’s troubling trauma Has played with our nerves, Sense spiraling, and work with Its endless reserves Gloom blooms, consuming the world’s Fluorescence and verve. Discourse fettered since meeting’s A discouraged art. In loss of true affection Man’s devoid of heart. Absence of real connection Leaves us torn apart. Echoes of the world long gone Hang woe in the air. Some compelled to end it as Life’s beyond repair. Still, hope seems available; Though they’re dwindling shares
Written by Keith Mulopo | Illustration by Sanni Pyhänniska
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