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23 September 2013 @ 11:49 am
Signal Boost: "Exiles", by Kofi Awooner  
So, I got this in my email today, from my friend almost never emails me (not a large sin, we see each other frequently). I think he'd probably like this to get more visbility - so, posting here for you folks who appreciate poetry far more than I can ever wrap my hands around.

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I remember why I fell in love with poetry. Kenyan Poet and Statesman Kofi Awooner died in the terror attack in Kenya yesterday. Here's one of his poems that I think is quite beautiful.



EXILES



Moon, moon shine on our way

Shine bright for us to go home.

The return is tedious

And the exiled souls gather on the beach

Arguing and deciding their future

Should they return home

And face the fences the termites had eaten

And see the dunghill that has mounted on their birthplace?

But their journey homeward done on the sea-scape's roar

Their final strokes will land them on forgotten shores

They committed the impiety of self-deceit

Slashed, cut and wounded their souls

And left the mangled remainder in manacles

Before the sacred altar, alongside the sacrificial cock

Whose crow woke the night sleepers at dawn.

The moon, the moon is our father's spirit

At the Star's entrance the night revellers gather

To sell their chatter and inhuman sweat to the gateman

And shuffle their feet in agonies of birth

Lost souls, lost souls, lost souls that are still at the gate.



-Kofi Awoonor