Unfreed Freeman

Fear seized him

As white eyes denounced him diabolical

Handcuffed as tears filled his eyes

Like the heav’n’s well

Neither talking to the wailing hearts

Nor comprehending the voiceless voices

Chained like unspiritual spirit

Behind the bars bending  low

At the pointing of the gunjesty

Freedom – a wrong call

Splendidly spoke against the majesty

Of the veracity of self-dependency of the folks

Coldness ran through the blood

Black blood resounding freedom

That blood trickled down like a stream

Scary scars on the back

Received like manna from  heav’n.

Gobbled the jiggling beans in the metallic plate

As chiggers giggled upon intruding the feet

The freeman finally freed

Tenaciously telling all about restoring freedom

Legs walked away

Leaving the freeman in pain and agony

Making him unfreed freeman

Betrayal in the city epitomized

Freeman considered a shenanigan

Fruits fell before maturity

Something small- a common phrase on the lips

Freeman freed without a penny

Can’t be serviced in this city

Ancestral land taken by the sword keeper

Dilapidation rummaged his body in search of worthiness

Couldn’t comprehend what had come of the

Outside of this slammer

Everyone sky surfing above the sky

Eyes saw this groaning grotesque figure

As being Lilliputian as an ant

Away he went turtling in the city river

Cursing this millenarianism mincing life out of him.

 By Stephen Juma