It is always an experience to hear someone else perform your poems & I like the way WILDsound handle their projects.
Category: poetry reading
The Golden Man, Poetry by Alexander Nderitu
I had a dream.
I was walking down a street in downtown Harlem,
The stirring strains of jazz in my ear,
When I bumped into Martin Luther King, Jr.
It was drizzling and darkness had fallen
And I said: ‘Perhaps you could help me, sir.
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