O The Bush Has Grown Poem by Wegolonyo Erick

There where once us did live,
There where once my feet now sets on,
Heart hastily appeals to leave.
'Tis a homestead where grave's beard has flown
Up shooting silent dirges.
Day and night,
Dancing or glancing with eyes full of pus;
Side by side,
Me and myself leaves I.
O! the bush has grown into a forest.
Slowly memory reminds me, though Shyly do I sigh.
My feet greet the soils, then a moment at rest.
Home has become a wilderness,
Heaven how have you become?
O my goodness,
My heart could not comfort soul of mine calm-
Till we meet again,
Till we meet again,
Land once milked sweet honey.
Till we meet again,
As my heart drains,
Curing nice such pain completely...