African Child


In this dire corner
Of the long-forgotten King Solomon’s mines
Slender copper varnished bones
Draw murky muddy water
As an innocent seemingly-attentive
Face looks on, unknowing
That the umbilical cord of love
Is as strong as the rope
That carries a bucketful
Of rust-toned water

And that water
When infused and thickened
By cells and proteins
And permeated through
A short stubby nipple
Carries the strongest bridge
Ever built by man
When woman and child
Symbiose through an aqueduct
Carrying white gold – and unconditional love
Nourishing the African child
Watering his arteries
And drumming palpitations
While painting melanin
On savannahs of flesh
Till the baobab spine
Can carry a full moon
On a negro sky

And that chalice of light
Will spark spirits
And unchain heritages

Winged dreams.


Published by

meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist, who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. Dilantha wrote his first poem at the ripe age of 32 and now has more than 1700 poems on his blog. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, Kitaab, Eastlit, American Journal of Poetry and Ravens Perch, among others. He was also awarded the prize for "The emerging writer of the year - 2016" in the Godage National Literary Awards, Sri Lanka for his first collection of poems (Kite Dreams – A Sarasavi Publication), while being shortlisted for the poetry prize. Dilantha is a dual citizen of Sri Lanka and Australia, and shares his experiences from two different cultures. He blogs at - https://meandererworld.

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