Those chairmen are in the tower of babel again
Painting and repainting the future of our land with crooked hands
Laughing at things as the world pass us by.
Those chairmen are in the tower of babel again
Writing us messages that have no bloodline.
Although black oil runs in our veins like water of vegetation
There is a sunstroke in our land.
We dream of cassava songs in the market
We dream of an open vehicle that could bear the tiredness of our souls but we are at the verge of things.
Our chairmen our flag bearers of fences
Translators of black dreams with European mirror.
The white house is open for destitutes, kindred of destitutes that are china in African sun.
Those chairmen are in the tower of babel again and there is a sunstroke in our land
The scorching heat is against banana groves.
Look and see children on a hungry march in the metallic road.
Are we humans
Not to be mean honestly
We are not humans
How can be that
That that is why
We make
We destroy
We make again
We destroy again
This our self not so human
But we are humans
That's is true
We are humans
Who eradicates others lands and dwellings
Others blood is nothing to us
We love to devour on others agony
That is humans of us
We like to make others miserable and homeless
We like to make others hungry and destitutes
We like to make others to lose their loved ones
What cruel humans we are ?
This is the realm of destruction and creation at a same timeThis is what we humans are ?
We are humans!
We are humans !
She is an Angel.
Ceraphic chants among us hum,
She has compassion for the poor,
Yes,she truly is an angel.
She experienced a "call within a call",
To serve the poor,sick,vulnerable,
She has compassion for the poor.
Vocal proponent of Albanian independence,
Mother Teresa,from a well of family sacrificed,
To serve the poor,sick,vulnerable.
Counselled other nuns to create a community of angels,
Took vows to a life of poverty,chastity,obedience,
Mother Teresa from a well of family sacrificed.
Angelic kids in innocence glow,
Mother to destitutes,needy and good to all,
Took vows to a life of poverty,chastity,obedience.
Heavenly beings are fond of her,
Ceraphic chants among us hum,
Words are droplets of honey and care,
Yes,she truly is an angel.
Rhyme Scheme-ABA' bCB cDC dED eFE fAFA'
Contest:Angels.
Sponsor:Debbie Guzzi.
21/12/2016.
Their long arm of his law standing about peering at her child
Destitutes public pretender having fully cooperated with the states
Aspiring district attorney this peoples hopeful in future high court justice ?
Divulging as much exculpatory evidence for their mark as they held over cocktails
Choking while accepting the fact that there was no way out of premeditation's maze judicial's
Billionaire boys clubs prehensible prairie dog gauntlets; ecocide's, florist in flotsams barbaric bonds....
Wall street sky rocket puppets; as his judge slams love's gavel down foaming at their mouths another, life.
Charity
Ideal, commendable
Relying, supporting, promoting
Orphans, destitutes, needy, helpless
Rejoicing, laughing, shopping
Settled, satisfied
Hopes
I have seen peace;i have seen pain
Much of sighing and troubled lives
Dying,crying and full of strifes
How i wish peace reigns
To give comfort in pain
Ihave seen faith;I have seen fear
See tommorrow hanging on ladder of fate
cruelty and hate on every face
I have seen wealth;i have seen wretch
people desolate and destitutes of daily bread
Who lingers on to take their final breath
How i wish peace reigns
To give comfort from tears and pain
I have seen love;i have seen lust
mostly for riches,wordly pomp and power
Not for others but selfish shower
No more friend,not one to trust
What i desire most
Peace,unity and love,not lust
To make the world a better place
Where everyone finds a solace
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