Colonial Poems - Poems about Colonial

Where am I? Don't tell me I'm in Nigeria Did I tell you I want to be born here Is this wickedness or something. Where am I? Why Africa why not the world? Why subject me to the colonial masters Why making me a slave to westerners. Where am I? Why the world why not Heaven? Is this mere wickedness or Ignorance? Why bring me to...

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One country controls an another is colonization, This process of power leads to imperialism, ...

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First we Cain 'em ~ That dis-Abels 'em ...

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Though I posted the following poem (B)efore (C)ovid, a sense of glee donned my being the notion arose to trumpet anew said literary handily crafted endeavor. Not far from here – Perkiomen Valley - Schwenksville, Pennsylvania regular folks going about their business unwittingly participated in history, a couple scant few years after the American Revolution. Two hundred forty three (12.3 score) years ago countless stripling...

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Colonial master: A lot was doing faster Many stubborn chains able to loosen Like the vessels whom Christ had chosen. Colonial master: Hatefully fought by Rasta But they were also safeguarding Jamaican rights, Which sometimes would their sanctity lose In the darkness of tragic nights At the hands of The Conquered by booze. This Great Master though was a great slave To every African cultivable soil And...

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A writer whose writings are meaningful A writer whose words are bold A writer who writes for the well-being of fellow men A writer who shows you who you really are A writer who is stable and soft delight A writer who is creative and Scotch Brite. Note. A colonial writer is like an artist who produces a picture of a...

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Nails, loose nails! Boards, banging in the wind. Mast sways through storm Brace sails till dawn! Shackles tear at their skin! Sea. Damn Sea water tries to break in. Shackles bent out of shape Bones broke and scarred in its cruel and violent quake. Hatch. Hatch - close and keep them there down. Nails bang in and bang then boards down! Holes fixed where...

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smoldering cattails mosquito swarms kept at bay gathering mussels...

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The colonial mentality Penetrated our mind and heart; We as people felt inferior Race after the raiders depart. Such invaders like the Spanish Had influenced our attitude; We had followed their tradition, Thinking that those customs were good. After we were colonized by The United States from the west; Yes, another culture prevailed, As we thought that it was the best. After...

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Two hundred forty two (12.1 score) years ago countless stripling soldiers strapping farming homeboys healthy agrarian lads raised among generations in summer re: offspring original settlers heirs family acreage encompassed wide uninterrupted forested swaths across sprawling vistas sparsely populated enclaves, now heavily industrialized lovely bones occupying unmarked never known graves buried amidst avast cleft rapacious urbanization long forgotten innocent youths hailing within then bucolic Montgomery, Delaware and Chester county forsook their young precious lives voluntarily...

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The colonial duty of an iron is to smooth the untamed grass into areas of growth. Dismiss shell like existence and reveal the warrior within using the light bulb glow. Dance. Dinner....

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La capinera's wintering pieces of tropic tunes The garden warbler's echoes of dark melodies Post-colonial poets return by summering fortunes Learnt by rote as sacred Oxbridge duties Note The French "pantoum" may be modeled on the Malay pantun, or at least it may aspire to, but it does not adhere to its fundamental...

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From the heart of their country to a new world they did sail Over an expanse of ocean through storms and gales They settled in New Amsterdam, this Dutch colonial place To create a new world in their progressional space Many years later after conflicts took their toll New York was born, under British control The gate to this city...

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Fallacy....inappropriate fantasy Fantasy.....anticipated reality Reality.....imaginative stability Stability.....exacting security Security....forfeiture from fallacy...... Vain glory be hi-story......infamy be thy shame baneful flourish from ruse historic, enemies created to blame.........

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