Best Ivory Coast Poems

Injustice is just an inconvenience until it is proven...
When the sun hit their helmets it startled the very souls of the natives
a signal upon their...

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Mr. Silent has gone silent if you haven't noticed
Perhaps he's just vamoosed to the Ivory Coast
Wherever he be
Tween you and me
Missed he is, a dear...

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Kids dying for diamonds in Sierra Leone,
Innocent civilians killed in Iraq’s warzone.
Indigenous tribes removed from their lands,
Children in the Congo losing legs and hands.
Arms companies...

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An important element of our Christmas is of course Santa Claus
But who is this man with white long beard
Tradition holds Santa Claus at the North...

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Choked by the incense of poetic justice,
I volunteered to be slain for the betterment of humanity.
The paintings of my ink on white sheet were witnesses,
When...

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IS DEATH AN IGBO MAN?
Quietus: ‘Nna Grave, this is Quietus 
from Vaults and Sons International.
My containers don arrive?’

Grave: ‘Yes Oga Quietus. From:
—Cairo—Syria—Boston—Kangan—
—Somalia—Monrovia—Sudan—
—Iraq—Afghanistan—Pakistan—Congo— 
—Russia—Yemen—Israel—
—Ivory Coast—Rhodesia—Burkina; ...

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You are extreme in beauty
perfected by builders who constructed all
your planking with pine trees from Ivory coast
and made a mast for you out of the...

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On the Trans-West Africa High way we drove
Thoughts of decades we carried 
Rich history to be unfolded
Beautiful sights of trees and mountains we view
Hail God’s...

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Memory !
What a brainstorm your are
A translation of nature so beauteous than ever
An illustrated Cupid in my imaginations
With your arrows pointing to sweet bitter notion
You...

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I tell you of a friend who's so fond of everything french
She didn't call her a frenchie when she saw one on a bench 

Her...

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I love you, I love you, I love you
 
I wanted new wars and adventure. You wanted soft hands in your hands, someone to hold...

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Watching through the 
screen, 
A large-mouthed god 
flutters flag for the 
defeat in the ballot box 
And ordered the dove 
whose glory was stolen 
To...

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Where is humanity? 
as Congolese players,
stuffs and fanatics 
were about to sing
their national anthem 
at Afcon tournament,
they put their right hands 
on their mouths
to express...

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Like the burglar thats attracted by money,
like the thug that’s paid to kill,
so they got enticed by our gold, our diamond and our oil.
so they...

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Where have you gone Sweet Mother Of Mine
To that Wonderful Sparkling City
Paved with Golden Streets
And Pearly Gates
Where You'll Shed No More Tears
And have No Fears
Oh'...

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