Gambia Poems - Poems about Gambia

...Beneath crystal clear skies A beacon of hope lies Trunks that stand so high And anchor as time flies. From its fronds, artifacts of beauty made, Its trunks forge bridges, strong and staid, An......

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...Some friends of mine From the jungles of Uganda Being able to come to know them By the Internet and message apps Have this joy and love within them. If you were to ask me do I see The kingdom......

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...Uunacceptable amounts of diethylene glycol and ethylene glycol are contaminants.The substances are toxic,and their effects"can include abdominal pain,vomiting,diarrhoea,inability to pass urine,headac......

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...Alieu A. Bah Ask: How art thou faring bard? FEMALE BARD: Love art faring well in my heart. IT WAS you, the master of wit and charm; With masterful words you have stirred my heart to become ......

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...When I look at the Nile or Niger My heart overflows with joy for such a wonder As currents daringly flow on each iconic river Every fountain has wealth embedded in its waters Each mountain, sea......

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...The Choice is Ours And so here we are on the brink of d-day This week we will know how our future will sway The duffer, the bluffer, the candidates with the muffler Which one of these candidate......

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...NAWEC October 26, 2017 | P.Bah No current! No water! People can live without current, But, can't live without water. It wasn't our dream, To be engulf by darkness. We don't have ever ice cr......

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...In a bizarre way I stood awhile Watching the unfolding melodrama Got the hint: Our Queen's Lady in Waiting Has misplaced our golden key. Like an eagle must she fly From Gabon to Gambia From ......

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...Identity Apples iam a fat skeleton, resurrecting from the sad memories of dada and dark mysteries of aminism iam buganda i bleed hope i drip the honey of fortune makerere, think tank o......

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...I'm back to where i belong It make me strong To correct all my wrong Remind me of my song Home, sweet home There is no place like home Walking in the street with my boy Dancing with great joy ......

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...In London A young woman walks the streets Laddered tights Swollen feet. Sells her body So her kids can eat. Is She the one to Blame? In Gambia A man so poor Addicts his children To Heroine To keep......

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...He was once considered a Prince, a King and even a Chief to some… He was the ruler of the land were the birth of mankind was rumored to have begun? A former trader and a once great exporter o......

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