SNOW DREAMS

I am the son of the Sun
with Snow Dreams
So I die in Winters
and get birthed in Summers

But these hopes don't melt
with the snow
They blossom
at the first glow

Filled with African folklore
educated in a Western bookstore
To grow, work and get more
so my brothers will leave the "One Dollar" store

I carry white dreams on my black head
So when I am colour blinded by the blizzards
i do not hibernate even cold, I wait to
cast long shadows in Summers own