This Is Your World..…



Girl From The Street



 



 



The street knows you well



We call you a street girl



The street doesn’t give birth to you



Who send you to the road or what pushes you?



 



I know you had parents before



What changes your residence and brought you here?



Life has dealt you a hard blow



And this community is mad at you as I saw



 



The same community brought you to the world



You were raped by your own race and dumped



When you’re pregnant with a child of your sibling



He was the first to ashamed you and gag



 



They called you names to isolate you in your hardest time



Then you walked out to face the world on this line



You live bitterly, mistreatment is your supper



Mean and unkind men bought you beer to make you stronger



Every morning you wake up with guilt and shame



They made you fill that you can’t have a dream



They always tell you are a curse for mother earth



But, they build a lustful road in you to fasten their own death



 



 



 



Mulatwa Mosisa



 



 



 



Love and Hate



 



 



I saw them strolling along the beach holding hand in hand



Sitting by lake clasping each other tight



Even the wind had no way to pass through their bond 



She was singing his name, and his tattoo was her title



 



They got married and sealed their love forever



Every young couple were envied of them



They were blessed with beautiful little children



Chasing after her I saw the young man



 



He holds a bottle in his hand, it might be a spray for his wife



I heard a sharp scream as he entered his house



Neighbors run to their house, and saw the young lady’s face



Splashed by strong acid, and her man disappeared



After he splattered the acid to destroy her face



 



 



 



Mulatwa Mosisa



 



 



 



 



Rocky Mountain Crusher



 



 



My human family I was born among them



They know how to crush Rocky Mountains and how a lion to tame



They learn how to fly higher; we constructed a road under waters;



The sea creatures became our families, we crossed the sea and oceans



 



We get along with our cats and dogs



We keep canaries to hear their sweetest songs



We never had battle with beasts in the bushes



We’ve been so sensible to live with them in peace



 



But we are dynamic working to kill our own images



We plot a war to wipe out nation who are same with us



We have no patience to discuss our conflicts sitting together



It just makes us ill when there is complain from our brother



 



Where is the persistence that tame a lion



To settle divergences with a same person like mine



Why we pick a gun when we disagree? 



Where is our great knowledge and wisdom? ... I’m so sorry.



 



Mulatwa Mosisa



 



 



 



 



 



My Days



 



 



I started school on those days 



When people had vegetables



Red plum and peach trees in their compounds



They had green place for kids to play



I walked between the trees from school to home



With my younger brother



Heard the sounds of the wings



Of falcons slapping the branches



The birds were chirping here and there



Crossed many grassy fields



Admired the old houses and the architecture



The fervor of civilization



Demolished the houses with passion



Fruits, vegetables and trees



All creatures inhabited the trees



Migrated to nowhere



God only knows where



But I’m so scared



My city has been changed to desert



Our eyes can see only sand and cement



We are sniffing or inhaling dust



While we’re coughing we spit sawdust



We’ve changed the climate



 



 



Mulatwa Mosisa



 



 



 



 



Beauty



 



 



The sweetest smell of roses



Or the smiling faces of kids



The coherent sky above us



Or the echo of the water falls



What is a beauty for you?



 



Is it the chains of mountains and hills,



Or the green field and the moors?



The power of horses, the tall young man who rides on their back



Is the slender young girl in her youth or the wisdom of her grandmother?



What is beauty for us?



 



The innocent of childhood or the games of politics



Pride, cruelty and meanness or gentleness with tenderness



Showing off and bullying or soft spoken and humble



A girl with a long hair or a man with bald head



 



The fierce battle between mankind and victory 



Or the love and compassion among human race



I see a beauty in you, when you act human



Speak as human and dream sweet for your entire tribe



 



 



Mulatwa Mosisa



 



 



 



 



 



Darkness



 



Darkness scares many



It covers evil activities only



But it is empty and powerless 



When the morning sun arise 



 



What the darkness covers those evil plans



The day light uncovers



Darkness deceives his own friend 



So that, on it… no one will depend 



 



If you robe a house of your buddy



If you kill a person you call him enemy



Darkness will help you to do it



But in the morning, you’ll be caught



It will come out in the day light



 



Walk in the light



Keep doing right



Before you sleep, you should know your fate



Know your destiny, don’t walk as lame feet



 



 



Mulatwa Mosisa



 



 



 



 



 



This Is Your World



 



I see a toddler on a cart



Someone is pushing her wherever he wants



She discovers her left and right



Suddenly the wind blows the dust



 



She covers her eyes and cries



Holds her eyes with her tiny hands



The pusher of the cart was blind, deaf and mute 



He was not able to help or protect



 



What a fate! For a little innocent girl



The wind gets harder and the cart twirls



She was guided by a person who’s disabled 



If she gets in trouble, will he be responsible?



 



O little girl!!! This is your world



For your right you can’t stand



But this case should be reviewed 



On which court this man will be judged?



God only knows



Alas!!!



 



 



Mulatwa Mosisa



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 



 

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