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Behind the cage
Cries out her rage
Wings fluttering
The sky thundering
The beat of her heart

Then from the floor
He opens the door
Letting her soar
Trapped no more
Singing her way to the sun

© Copyright 2013, Darell J Philip

Tomorrow

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He sits in the same place
Sadness etched on his face
Wooly covering his head
Eyes looking dead into the sky
Wondering why
He cannot fly
Above the plight he’s facing
The storm he’s weathering
Sunshine or rain
No end to this pain
If only he knew
Just what he could do
To make it through
To another day
Get away from yesterday
Today he prays for tomorrow

© Copyright 2013, Darell J Philip

A song for Achebe

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“Writers don’t give prescriptions, they give headaches,” I read.
“The writer in whose company the prison walls fell down,” Mandela once said.

The father of modern African literature
A pioneer, inspiration and teacher

Bringing An image of Africa to us all
Black and white
Great and small

A man of the people
No longer at ease
You brought the Western World down to its knees

You will live on through the page and on you, Achebe, I’ll spend my wage

© Copyright 2013, Darell J Philip

Angel

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Guardian Angel shining bright
Defence by day, a comfort at night
Guide me to your precious light
Where no evil is in sight

Soothe me with your words of cheer
Removing all my clouds of fear
To you may I always draw near
Let nothing take me away from there

Gather me under your loving wings
Showing what all your goodness brings
An abundance of many things
Oh let me hear my Angel sing

Never take away your love
For it lifts me to bright worlds above
Oh to be covered like a glove
Come my sweet Angel and heavenly dove

© Copyright 2013, Darell J Philip