Thursday, January 12, 2017

Maize Series Poem 11 (1-11)

Multicoloured Maize

I light my lamp,
I remember to pray:
the olive oil will never run out,
the cistern will not run dry.

Blue Maize

The symbol of my commitment
to purity are the white garments
that have never been worn,
the cream cloths that have never been torn.

Maple Tree Angel

I lift the curse off you
of seven years of slavery
that represents our slavery to sin.
There was a coin in their mouths.