Like a wild ghost of oceans
Will die of scattered politician’s courage
With sorrel leaves of sahara
And spurts bouquets of sun
We could wipe our salty tears
I thought an amulet of beams
Perfume of my people liberation
Glide my sun-clouding continent?
The effigy of the dictator,
Wiping the toilet seats of poor people.
Differentiate exit and exile?
Do their spellings matter?
When it’s Arab Spring in Maghreb,
It is western winter in Panama.
All the toys will be under
At least, the homeless in the West
Originally from the Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC), Dime Maziba is a Pan-Africanist oratory,a poet, writer and activist. He is the author of FLAMES OF REVOLUTION, a forthcoming book which will be released soon.