Best Dig For Gold Poems

I love Africa, my beautiful Africa
I can roam in the bushes
I can run up the mountains
Down the valleys
Across the plains
Or get lost in the forests
Or the caves
I can soak the sun
On the sand at the beach 
Or bake in the desert sun
Until I should find...

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New draft Zimbabwe’s 




Tribute Documentary Zimbabwe’s Forgotten Children


Mama will be left behind when I die
I’m too sick to survive
My education was put to an end
When papa had no more to spend
We walk over sewage water
And sell plastic bottles for cents
We eat leafy greens and maze...

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Through my thoughts I created you
 Out of you came love running for peace
 Love so sweet it turn red like roses
 Though the love couldn’t exist alone
 Out of you I emerge as a king to your palace
 I came when the moon showed...

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You hope to die one day 
That'd serve as a fun day
You want to cut your wrists
Or talk about the risks
That the loaded gun brought you

But you are still here alive 
Yes you work a nine to five
To get by, at night you cried
When this...

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NDIDI (PATIENCE IS GOLDEN)

Patience said:
"Whatever my old man says."
So,
I saw the wise, bald, old man
In his thatched mud hut
Loin cloth knotted 
Around his shoulders 
The whiff of (snuff)
Saturating the atmosphere

He googled me
Between the rims 
Of his spectacles
So,
"You Rike Patience, my daughter?"
Head bowed, shoulders hunched;
I remained...

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wickedness? under the sun
is obvious that one man's meat
is another man's poison
have you been in a gold mine
before 
it is a horror what is happening
in a mining field
you could see clearly what 
the greed of men could do 
is a shame that humans
can turn vampire...

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In writing this down, to not make you frown. 
Pretend all is good, as all stories should. 
The story to unfold, of a tale yet untold. 
Long ago glory, of hardened men and some gold. 
This all came at cost, morals, values all lost. 
The...

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Endyminion pay into the galactic bank,
A million credits,
He's got his bottle back,
He's tidied his room of infinity,
And now he knows he's a rich man,
The women come and go,
He's looking for Lisa,
Charity is sparing his enemies life,
So party all night Endyminion,
Because they used to make fun...

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I am twelve
This an't no lie
Go dig some gold
Then eat this pie...

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Mr Clint Eastwood, one top dollar guy
Other film makers just watch him and sigh
With back catalogues they can sit back and rest on
Our Clint has released a brand new neo-western

Cry Macho’s the title, I’ve not seen it yet
But it will be ‘wicked’ on that you...

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lazy bones, bound in poverty’s grip
in a garden, where hesitation weeds grow~
filled with s t r a n g l e d  d e l i c a c i e s…
      a recipe of wisdom, never tasted
 ...

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