Best Monrovia Poems

I watched it emerge
from out of the fog, monumental
in size, a sheer cliff face of steel 
moving pass me, almost
quieter than my breath 
but for...

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Oh! Mother Africa!
From the East to the West, from the North to the South of     
     ...

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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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Flowers of peace are now magnificently blossoming
In the gardens of the battlefields of Khartoum and Kinshasa.
And roses of tranquillity and order slowly blooming 
In the...

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The genie is on the loose
                   ...

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By Cherbo Geeplay

It rains so much in Monrovia that a
day is like the bloated dough on a 
grey earthly May, washing over October. 
My love,...

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(For: those who fell on the hills of Liberia)

I hear a song from my hills
I hear it sound from afar;
And towards my homestead
Near those aging...

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March middles and meanders
while munching on mild marigolds and
meekly mumbling melancholy meanings
about the miserable maladies of
migraines from mostly grasses and pollens.

Meanwhile, mealy mouthed moguls
make monotone...

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(for: those who fell on the hills of Liberia)

I hear a song from my hills
I hear it sound from afar;
And towards my homestead
Near those aging...

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Blue Dress

The dolphins of Monrovia, 
came to dinner one day. 
The dress, 
all blue...
you understand. 

It was held beneath the sea, 
not under a tree,...

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Someday, today will be the stranger whose children's 
gifts are sold on black markets more than smartphones, 
but this is just like the chance of...

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A silly young man from Segovia
Was eager to collar a novia:*
	When asked for his preference,
	He gave points of reference,
Restricted from Minsk to Monrovia.
	
When asked, an...

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Anywhere but Segovia, I don't want to vacation there,
what do you think about Madrid, at least that city has some flair?
Pick someplace charming and quaint...anywhere...

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Here we are again 
Losing our loved ones 
It's raining harshly in our city 
COVID -19 ruining our homes 
And tears rolling off the window...

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Yesterday
Somewhere in Monrovia 
Shining stars dropped off the skies
They wore a beaming smile 
Brandishing their pockets and lifestyles 

Somewhere in Monrovia 
A container was sexually...

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