Best Favouritism Poems

This is the last poem on the history of Felicity, a person I know from correspondence with a friend abroad.  No relation of mine.

In...

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As my butterfly emerges from it's cocoon.
I whisper a secret in this hot house room.

Spread your wings my little friend.
I want you to help someone...

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The last mile of the way

It is a matter of must
To all and sundry,
Each and every man-jack
Has to walk it.

It is the real moment in...

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After the rain, 
the Sun will rise again
we have been in darkness since they arrived
in their caravan of dreams with empty promises of change, 
and...

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I know a country,
With three set of citizens,
The rich, 
The well fed slaves,
And the hungry free people.

I know a country,
Where graduates are jobless with buried...

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I'll go to the president and tell him about the people's plight, 
I'll go to the president and tell him about the ambushed and killing...

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The government and its people stay on antagonistic sides
but what stimulates the rulers’ infidelity to patriotism
can easily be bought by any, over the counter.
They are...

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A child's home





Running in the courtyard 
when sun is at its peak,
Harsh voice of grandpa
as he would sneak,

Long hours with friends
as play doesn't tire,
Books don't...

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We take up arms against one another,
we engage in mass killing of each other,
yet we’re of the same parents, Adam and Eve.

We kill one another...

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Damnation to our Generation..
Ageing ghosting in anguish..
Youth yield to boorishness... 
Devilish deed with drugs on a daily..
Daily routine on intoxication...
Inebriate on a highway..
Damned Generation!!..

Veneration to...

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Fluent as a rill, that wanders silver-footed down a hill,
Their manifestos raised our burried hopes from sepulchres,
Glittering like an aigrette of stars,
We believed they were...

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Apologetically authentic
Or unashamedly genuine?
I can’t find my glory
Through fake faces and sentiment 
But I can’t stride through 
If always baring my soul
The what ifs of...

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Shutters open
to catch a glimpse of the past
history locked in tragedy
the broken crime of time

Why can't you live in the present
Shutters open to catch a...

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Chiefs of mischiefs are-
Vulnerable honourables
Who wear the outfit of oppression
And vicariously dishonourable
Upon putting our nation to recession

Chiefs of mischiefs are-
Magnanimous messengers of doom
Offspring of greed,...

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Sit there in formations with assumption
Our elected representatives by the nation 
From principles of awareness and wisdom
To welcome, the return of common sense
Clad in white...

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