Our love for our resilient Haiti
Remains steadfastly unconditional.
Our love for this beloved country
Remains obviously emotional.
For a quarter of a century,
The others did not do too much,
For this yesteryear paradise island.
For more than a dozen years,
The incompetent and spurious leaders,
The opponents and the exiled ones
Also ruled this precious piece of land.
So far, no significant improvement…
Corruption, theft, piratry, poverty,
Kidnappings, death, mismanagement
Lies, excuses and misery …
This is not the hell that our forefathers died for…
I can tell you more, I can prove you more.
God Almighty, there is a constant and eternal search
For real leadership, unlike the bad ones
That we have had unfortunately over the last centuries.
We are tired of seeing Haiti among the poorest countries.
Our love for Haiti
Is sadly emotional.
Our love for this poverty stricken country
Remains simply unconditional.
Copyright© January 2010, Hebert Logerie, All Rights Reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry books.
there are rumors that evil still remains in twenty-twenty
on Gaiola Island, which is cursed according to many
Augustus destroyed Appolius estate in a bitter rage
And cursed Gaiola Island, which remained so at every age
The people who inhabit the villa there have had bad luck
kidnappings, drownings, and other horrors that suck
Gaiola Island is vacant now, ruled by the evil curse.
Whatever you think could happen, can turn out worse.
They were my gentile friends, ones I could count on
They stood by me when times were tough
A pep talk here, a couch to sleep on there
They kept me from falling through cracks
Year after year, we shared the cheers and the tears
Patient as saints, they helped me conquer my fears…
Until October 7, ’23, the day 1,200 of my Jewish brethren were slain
They felt I was to blame ~ though it was they’d gone insane
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On October 7, 2023, Hamas radicals and 'ordinary Palestinians,'
along with some UNRWA workers, murdered 1,200 people in Is-
rael, almost all of them Jews. (A significant number of Israelis
were raped and burned alive as well.) Hamas also took about
240 people hostage. About 50 of those hostages are still be-
ing held in captivity by Hamas today, over 600 days later.
P.S. How can I, who have lived in Chicago since 1979, be to
blame for Hamas/Palestinians murdering, raping, burn-
ing and kidnappings Israelis on October 7, 2023?!
Am I awake or asleep?
Is this a vision?
Or some day dream?
Am I sleepwalking and dreaming
And talking all at once?
I see a new bred bud
Burst forth from around the Niger.
Like a multi-dicotyledonous seed.
Splitting into several parts
And shedding its old self.
To give way for its new bud to
Reach the sun.
And the old cotyledons of
Agitations and injustice
And Kidnappings and insecurity
And economic decay
All fell off to the ground
Like over bloated leeches;
Decomposing into organic nutrient
For our new bud to breed.
United we stand divided we all fall. Nowadays history seems to be having domino effects. attending public places of worship, public bathrooms, police brutality, institutions of learning, playgrounds, kidnappings are on the rise, hatred, jealousy and senseless mass murders in the land we call home of the brave and freedom where is the safety and happiness bestowed innocent and struggling people will it ever be hope that one day we will all unite.
If it is about our sins please forgive us
And rid Nigeria of leaders making our lives worse.
Its true nobody wanna die yet
Sugbon they have made sufferings our daily diet;
And when election beckons they become angels
Trying to keep the masses under their spells;
We used to have the Zik, Sardauna and Awos,
But these new leaders treat us like foes;
Now all we have is a sick Naira,
On our mountain now is a raging fire.
Kidnappings and killings...
People exiting through the heavenly ceilings;
We used to have a lot of eminent scholars
Now we have more of erudite skullers.
Ritual killings for money and power
Has turned Naija's sweetness to sour;
May we be wise to reject these politrickers
In 2023 else they'll keep snacking on us like snickers!
Niggyraslife Da Poet.
Some stories give me goosebumps. They are found
in books and films that tell of wicked clowns
or evil children whose cold, empty eyes
cast spells on hapless people all around.
To chase that eerie feeling from my mind,
I spend an hour watching Looney Tunes!
True stories really chill me to the bone.
They tell of senseless murders, pedophiles,
kidnappings, suicides, and child abuse.
There’s no end to the evil in this world.
Fun tv shows can never banish chills
induced by rampant horrors near and far.
Date: November 19, 2019
Contest Title: Goosebumps Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Delilah Ventura
Helping, please and thank you's are
Getting less and very far
From manners and society
It's getting harder to see
Old fashioned ways we're used to
These days we don't have a clue
How to behave or act civil
We are turning on a swivel
Of rudeness and lack of ethics
So who do we blame for this mess
Parents who don't even try
To punish children who just lie
And misbehave, they don't care why
No discipline for any actions
Putting this world in bad traction
'Hurt from all the hateful things
Not correcting children brings
Is it drugs and alcohol
Making this world start to fall
Into darkness and despair
Because it is every where
Maybe it is all the crime
Happening most all the time
Robbers, rapists and kidnappings
Murders, fear-- this world is lacking
In humanity, we need
To reverse this evil seed
Being planted in us all
Making this world and earth fall
To violent negativity
Hurting children, you and me
The world is already lost and it will continue to get worse as time goes by.
I won't have to put up with much of the future because I'll eventually die.
But Jehovah God will have to put up with the future until the end of time.
He will have to put up with kidnappings, rapes, murders and other crimes.
Jehovah will have to endure the future as it gets worse and worse.
He will have to endure it until he decides that it's time for justice to be dispersed.
I want people to change so that the future will be a much better place to live in but many will not.
When those people are judged on Judgment Day, they'll wish that God was who they had sought.
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