POET AWAKE

🌺 🌻Poets Awake🌺🌻

No one knows my writing habits.
I sleep few hours, wake up and write something.
Then back to sleep again.
When I wake up I have a sentance.
I snore as I write.
My writing and sleeping are constantly improving.

There is a meaning in every poem I write.
Like the sun, stars and moon gives a meaning to the sky.
I decorate the meaning with truth and rights.
Words of power and spirit.
I weave words of victory that awaits us.
Flames of the revolution that surrounds us.
Swords of love that defend us.

In my poetic moral duty, I rise like a sun,
For I am awake from the slumber slept.
I unleash the flames of poetic fire, 
To the untold stories and unasked questions.
I swim in the fire of words,
To expose the lies and atrocities that are human made.

The Dreamer is now awake,
Awake from the illusion and confusion.
Poets Awake.
By Bheki Matambo Ngobese
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