Baba Mahmud Poet ABC

Country Anthem

Wit d rain of tears
Came d harvest of pain 
In d season of poverty

Reign of theft
Rainin xtravagance
Reign of arrogance
Rainin squander

They do not make it
yet they take it
We do not take it 
Yet we make it


Mother almost murdered
Saviors turnin saggy
Victims whistlin hardship
Hope getin smothered


Rain of tears
Harvest of pain
Season of Poverty

                        
            *Baba Mahmud Muhammad*

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Beata Agustin November 23, 2024 at 5:12 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Poet Destroyer A March 6, 2016 at 9:31 PM Baba, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA

Skat A January 8, 2016 at 9:47 PM baba, well done on your poem, enjoyed reading today. *SKAT

Moses Onyango April 4, 2013 at 3:10 PM thr african norm nicely displayed