The wind sweeps through empty fields,
carrying whispers of forgotten seeds.
Rivers run shallow, silent.
their waters heavy with memory.
Trees stand like tired sentinels,
leaves brittle, falling without sound.
The sun drags its gold across the sky,
but the earth drinks only dust.
Children chase shadows along cracked roads,
their laughter thin, echoing against walls.
Old men sit by broken wells,
hands empty, waiting for rain.
Voices rise from the soil,
soft at first, then louder—
stories of hope buried deep,
tangled with loss and longing.
We plant what we can,
even if the ground resists,
even if the harvest is thin.
Because silence cannot hold us forever.
The barren land speaks in its own way:
in the grit beneath our nails,
in the aching of our backs,
in the stubborn rhythm of our hearts.
And still, we listen.
And still, we plant.
And still, we believe that life
can bloom where despair once lived.
Reme Abel Nakruah Nawoe
Reme Abel Nakruah Nawoe, known in the literary space as The Black Poet, is a Liberian writer and educator whose work explores love, hope, healing, African identity, and the often-untold realities of everyday life. His poetry is rooted in truth and emotional clarity, speaking for the unheard and reflecting the resilience of his people. Through his reflective voice and honest storytelling, seeks to inspire, comfort, and awaken deeper understanding in his readers. Beyond writing, he is committed to learning, teaching, and growing, a humble soul using words to uplift others and illuminate the world around him.
