I worry that having failed in the war Now having completely destroyed Iraq This administration will look for more Shenanigans to make and carry on Pretty much more of the same to Iran Now on the ledge to go over the edge Taking us too far to ever come back
Will the people wake up and prove willing Seeing the president's ship going down To end this endless cycle of killing While we bury beautiful kids from town? Take back the future from the unclean hand Which stole it and can never understand That to increase the war cannot bring peace
Peace must be nurtured and grown patiently And for it to bloom the bleeding must cease Preemptive war used to be viewed as sin But they have forgotten diplomacy Now from a distance they send our kids in I worry that having failed in the war This administration will just make more
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
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