Long Angola Poems

CALL ME THE BLACK GOLD OR THE HANDSOME DEVIL
How did you find me, my undeterred and awesomely daring love?
When I flew away into time years ago like a dove.
And you sat upon the cold rocks...

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I cannot focus on the focal point to equivocal, the pain in my memory, to memorial site. The night smells gunpowder in the middle galaxy to summon the smart, south to Saturn where I rest...

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absolutely nothing stops the pipeline.

 

it penetrates all ways of life

all borders, all villages & towns---

the pipeline kills everything in its path if it dare stand in the way

of its progress---

with black gold funneling back...

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Africa, 

In this tranquil spectre of time, 

imagination tickled,

Tell, 

I will tell of the treasures of a people, 

Africa on my mind, 

The blessed Land of the brown Chocolatey pigment,

the brave unbroken cast,
 
myriads of...

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I asked the question, where ya bounce? 

My mami was lazy peepin on the new big tymer, cruizin' thru town 

She said he was crunk, like out of this world 

They were just poppin' the...

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I have waited so long to compose a new song; I have waited so long for you to come along. Time is setting fire underneath my feet; time is igniting a motion in the third...

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Cuba…Mamma Mia…like most of the Caribbean; part of the 1492 slam…
Slavery, sugar plantations… invasions, upheaval, independence…
Then the American kisses; with a slight twist…who initiated the ’disses’…?
Was it Blaine…is he insane…?
Was it Marti…the heart of the...

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I am writing to ask you about yourself
And your family in Nigeria and other black countries.
I have seen the bitter difference here;
The difference between Nigeria and other countries,
Then tears stream down from my eyes as...

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Africa the continent…of incredible wealth …?
Through exploitation, corruption…and stealth…attrition felt…?
Called the mother land…are you a fan…?
The significance of tribes…the subject of their lives…
The stark of their marks…to the ranges in their talks…
From the spears that...

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It all started interestingly
Until the arrival of Mr. Lecturer
Then there comes the boredom of the four walls
Looking back, all heads on the table
It looked like they were praying
Little did I know they were sleeping
Out of...

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Over 400 years ago, the arrival of 20 or more enslaved Africans are called ‘The Beginning of USA Slavery', which are much more complex than that.
We were kidnapped from Angola, forced on a Portuguese ship,...

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Welcome To The Party
Written by:  D. Collins 9/8/14

Welcome to the party black, white, yellow, and brown.
Where you can get “Hippy” and let your hair down.
Treat it just like it’s another “Woodstock”.
Come in, just blend,...

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Luanda 1975

It was a fraught time in Luanda, the rebel army (freedom fighters)
was closing in on Luanda, leaving civilians exposed
to rape, murder and pillage.
The Portuguese army had dastardly skulked away and
General Spinola was in Lisbon...

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"American Montra" Made Dyce"You Can:t be Syrus"
Dantresser submit to his "Dragonhamner" Claw
At 7:05 in Quebec to become the Canadian heavyweight Champion.

Visiting stars from China and Angola were
Presented awards from the international
Busy fund, Handsome Stan Kuerer...

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(Homage to the Kwanza River
 " Water mother " of Angola)


Largest and only Angolan
Art thou, O majestic Kwanza!

In the central highlands
We see thee rise in Mumbué
And 960 kilometers of undoubted majesty
To the north and west
Since...

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"American Montra" Made Dyce"You Can:t be Syrus"
Dantresser submit to his "Dragonhamner" Claw
At 7:05 in Quebec to become the Canadian heavyweight Champion.

Visiting stars from China and Angola were
Presented awards from the international
Busy fund, Handsome Stan Kuerer...

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

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Waking to the call to prayer near a Turkish mosque 
Blowing “bonjour” to passersby in chic, classy France 
Nibbling cheese on a snow-capped mountaintop in Switzerland 
Printing footsteps across the linen snow in Siberia 

Singing...

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The African countries lived well by themselves
Until the white man crossed, continental shelves

I can understand adventurers who decided to roam
But not the conglomerates who raped as they combed

The British in Sudan and the French colonies
Never...

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These vain attempts at verse could not be droller.
Your stuff is less inviting than ebola
(and not as catchy).  Wordier than Emil Zola,
you haven’t got the steam to be a roller.
I’ve seen more cutting-edge in...

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PLACES   YOU’LL   NEVER   FIND   ME



At any rap concert for fun,
At home watching a Merv Griffin  re-run,
Singing bawdy drunken choruses of “There once was a nun”,

Under an...

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"American Montra" Made Dyce"You Can:t be Syrus"
Dantresser submit to his "Dragonhamner" Claw
At 7:05 in Quebec to become the Canadian heavyweight Champion.

Visiting stars from China and Angola were
Presented awards from the international
Busy fund, Handsome Stan Kuerer...

Read More

"American Montra" Made Dyce"You Can:t be Syrus"
Dantresser submit to his "Dragonhamner" Claw
At 7:05 in Quebec to become the Canadian heavyweight Champion.

Visiting stars from China and Angola were
Presented awards from the international
Busy fund, Handsome Stan Kuerer...

Read More

"American Montra" Made Dyce"You Can:t be Syrus"
Dantresser submit to his "Dragonhamner" Claw
At 7:05 in Quebec to become the Canadian heavyweight Champion.

Visiting stars from China and Angola were
Presented awards from the international
Busy fund, Handsome Stan Kuerer...

Read More

"American Montra" Made Dyce"You Can:t be Syrus"
Dantresser submit to his "Dragonhamner" Claw
At 7:05 in Quebec to become the Canadian heavyweight Champion.

Visiting stars from China and Angola were
Presented awards from the international
Busy fund, Handsome Stan Kuerer...

Read More