The Masked Ghoul Mr CEOThe Masked Ghoul Mr. CinChief
Fear mongering and peddling crude dirt politics
Is his favorite tool of trade at as this moment...
The one they do call time and again Our able leader
One who hides behind vain smiles
And assurances of half ridden truths
With cleverly disguised yesterday’s lies
Carefully disguised as today’s half-truths
Has mesmerized the ignoramus masses
Into believing that...
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Categories:
africa, allusion, corruption, encouraging,
Form: Narrative
MY BOY ASKEDMy great grandfather sighed in heaven
As I told my son the story
As told by my father as he was told
About how wealthy his father was before them.
Daddy, he says, something is on my mind
You said great grandpa was rich and kind
But he never went to school at all
How did he build a life so...
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Categories:
12th grade, abuse, africa,
Form: Free verse
WHAT REALLY IS CIVILIZATION?I was beaten in school
for speaking Themne
my own tongue
a melody they called a wrong note.
I ran to my father for comfort
but he looked away
called me foolish
for not knowing the world had changed.
I knelt beneath the old tree
offering thanks for rain and harvest
they said I was lost
praying to shadows and myths.
I wore my lion skin...
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Categories:
africa, 12th grade, absence, abuse,
Form: Free verse
The Stars AboveThe Stars Above
Are made with love
Those shining things
That bling
Diamonds pearls
Those certain curls
That send our world
Into a special dream
The taste that pleases
The help
That eases
The surety
Of a mothers love
The trust
That waits
The welcome space
Waiting up above...
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Categories:
africa, allusion, emotions, feelings,
Form: Rhyme
Categories:
africa, america, bible, black
Form: Free verse
Path clearerWith the fiery wick of my candle
I add my intention to my heart
Every crossroads I walk on are clear for me
The path is clear no pebble to tumble on
No blockage on the road
with the fiery wick of my candle
I add my intention to my heart
Every crossroads I walk on are clear for me
The...
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Categories:
africa, 11th grade, 3rd grade,
Form: ABC
lost in daydreamsmy mind's a plane that takes off slow
drifting where I don't even know
while teachers talk and clocks just tick
I'm floating past the classroom thick
I see colors no one else can see
places where I just want to be
a secret world inside my head
where nothing's boring, nothing's dead
sometimes it feels like I'm awake
but really, I'm on a...
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Categories:
12th grade, africa, class,
Form: Rhyme
My trauma wears CrocsMy Trauma Wears Crocs
My trauma wears Crocs—
bright yellow, with stickers peeling off.
It doesn’t care how serious you want life to look.
It clomps into therapy,
kicks its feet,
asks if there’s snacks.
It’s loud at the wrong time,
laughs when I’m crying,
sits beside me on the floor and says,
“We’re not going anywhere, are we?”
I thought healing would wear silk.
Turns out,...
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Categories:
africa, change, deep, depression,
Form: Free verse
Camera ViewsI have never tasted your full lips,
which lack a moisturizing tip.
Yet, I somehow feel as if I have.
I watched you break that fresh loaf of bread, and you said to me,
“You are welcome.”
Somehow, I could have tasted
and smelled the freshness of that small piece you offered.
I felt nourished.
Your...
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Categories:
africa, appreciation, character, computer,
Form: Dramatic Verse
MAKE POWER LOVE AND IT CAN BE SHAREDWhat truly is power
Is it control or the silence that follows it?
Is it born from bullets and broken promises
Or from the love we dismiss as weakness?
Can power ever be shared
like bread split between hungry Sudanese hands
as if leadership were a meal
the poor can taste in equal halves?
Or is power what poisons the soil
the reason Sudanese...
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Categories:
12th grade, africa, poverty,
Form: Free verse
WTC Remember Temba
Lovingly lauded.. they marauded.. rightly applauded
Saffa gaffers did thrill
Willow wielding wizards of Oz
Yielding…lampooned..marooned..jaffas
Festooned spill just like Seville .
Must remember..the ember burning
Yearning of Temba Bavuma
Kept his sense of humour
Despite being the victim of flimsy whimsy
Many a nasty rumour
I implore you to ignore the tumour
That is Michael Vaughan…dim..grim
Pompous pig or obnoxious prig
Having a...
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Categories:
africa, sports,
Form: Rhyme
The WormwoodI have heard of it before, but I never knew what it was until I walk through the door, I thought it was a wood made of special ink and it cast a strange dye in the sky and it tells you when you are going to die, but that theory is not true because...
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Categories:
africa, age, america, bereavement,
Form: Narrative
What's the logicLadies worth are in the kitchen,
But this generation, Gen Z sold them out to men.
What's the logic?
Human can't live without food,
Yet ladies worth are now in men custody,
Because men in charge of the kitchen
You may ask, why am I so proud?
It's because that's what I worked hard for.
I'm proud of my craft, my worth,...
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Categories:
africa, 7th grade, 8th grade,
Form: Rhyme
the old horseMy old horse
I had been into town
Horse and cart
Bought two bags of chicken fodder
Going back to the farm, there are a few steep hills
The horse stopped, and I got out of the cart
Help pushing
I was 12 years old at the time
But the horse was proud of me
...
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Categories:
adventure, africa, age, america,
Form: ABC
Heaven Is Not Where You Think It Is
When you die
you may be burnt
better than those
that Zionists burn alive
you may be buried
in the soil of the universe
at best
may you come back as a blooming rose
giving hope to all who admire the beauty
of natures mystic gifts
...
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Categories:
africa, wisdom, women,
Form: Free verse
Specific Types of Africa Poems
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