Long Botswana Poems

How come they call it Labor Day when nobody works?
And why Pool-Table?  Where's the diving board?  the water?
How can you play "Draw-Poker" without paper and pencil?
Do Negroes really have bigger knees?
And Flashlight: A...

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(When I am due)

As the clock pulses impulsively to tag time along,
All day long I load up the mounting hums like a banquet song,
My head stuffed still, thronged nuisance teeming long,
Like the tolerance of an...

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Our Shame, 

"PRESIDENT" & "LEADERS" 

Full grown men,
old,
devoid of vision,
Lacking in wisdom, 
wicked weaklings 
protected by paltry paid gun men 
great grandfathers, 
unwilling to train Younger Leaders.
Untrained themselves in morals & reputation,
Liars,  
Tired &...

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written by Mpho Leteng (Botswana) and Donald Kuutsi (Zimbabwe) 

When the sunrise, 
My undying spirit of determination rise, 
Curiosity knock on the doors of my chest, 
Demanding for tomorrow's answers, 
A puzzle that needs to...

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By Cherbo Geeplay

Africa, this sun drenched bliss,
come to Botswana and see the 
terrific translucent creeks of 
Okavango Delta, as it blends
with the sun rays and glistened.
Let the unmistaken eyes catch 
the stretched neck zebra, graceful
---game...

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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, sealed by...

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12/17/20
"Prima Nocta"

No matter how hard I think
Still can't find the missing link

All night long I drink
I'm on the brink

No, I don't need a shrink
Or to consume more zinc
Trying to stay awake but continuing to blink

It...

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Kids dying for diamonds in Sierra Leone,
Innocent civilians killed in Iraq’s warzone.
Indigenous tribes removed from their lands,
Children in the Congo losing legs and hands.
Arms companies still supplying while civilians are dying,
Kids begging on the street...

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As worshippers in Australia lift holy hands to Heaven
I recall promises to pray for the ill, the aged, the convalescent

Praise-worthy voices dance exquisitely, inside a church called Hillsong
You and I must intercede for friends, foes,for...

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Jewels of Africa.

The saffron Queen spins the lilac sky,
her rays flick crimson cinders into Royal Blue Oceans.
Submerge, sizzle, frizzle...going, going, gone! ...But Not.
Cumulus clouds drizzle pepper fog over pink Flamingos, homeward bound.

Tea-green Botswana bush,
teeny, tiny...

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International relations clerk on duty enters
In her hand is a list of nations from Africa
One by one she shouts out their surnames

The assembly monitors gives her feedback
confirming presence or absence that day

Nations present she gives...

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Written by Mpho Leteng(Botswana), Donald Kuutsi(Zimbabwe) and Blessing Masora(Zimbabwe)

The white sees pour holy rites from the mountain bald,
Begging gods for release of the fall heavens enthralled,
But for the long we waited; nerves taut as the...

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We will on that long awaited Saturday of October
at a ceremony graced by men of great stature
be officially declared victors in academics

We will take a well-rehearsed parade
towards the podium where we will shake hands
with professors...

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LORD, this morning, thank you. This SONnet will please, tease, release:
I greet thee, having access to Your throne by Jesus
And His sacrifice on Calvary: We pray against the Virus
With a sunshiny name, an aura of...

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IRL Olympic Gold

Beneath Olympic fire
On a track of red clay
Runner’s feet tangled – scene so dire
Lifelong dreams stumble – tumble to the track –
Honor outshines gold quest delayed
Hands reach down - lift higher
Dashed hopes transformed...

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