He didn’t Die Easy; The Search for Hope Amid Poverty, War and Genocide
A collection of poetry and reflections by African Writer Mary KimaniPoems With Images
Although He didn’t Die Easy contains a large collection of poems by Mary Kimani written and compiled over a period of 10 years, there are other poems that never made it into the book or which have been written since then.
Dance with me.
Let’s dance a releasing dance.
A dance about the things we cannot say,
the pain we cannot heal,
the injuries we cannot undo.
Let’s dance about our folly,
our cruelty,
and the things we wish we could erase—
wish away—
but cannot.
Dance with me.
Let’s dance a dance of sorrow,
a dance of regret,
a dance of the pain we have put each other through.
Please dance with me.
Published in He Didn’t Die Easy
Your mail has been late arriving.
I miss you.
I wish I could hear from you
know what is happening.
I fear.
There has been so much violence,
so much bloodshed,
and each silence
grows ominous.
Are you well?
Let me know.
I hear there was fighting:
was it bad?
Were you affected?
I wish you would send word—
Say you will write when things settle down,
say something,
anything.
Anything at all,
just don’t keep quiet like this.
It is frightening,
unnerving.
Say you will write soon,
Please.
published in He Didn’t Die Easy
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