Long Kaki Poems

“Collection Kaki and school bag, collection Kaki and school bag”
These are the words echoing from the woman hustling on the street side. Mindless people passing by glancing at her and listening to her afternoon cry.

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"kill them before the end of this week," he said. 
She ignored his commandment. 
" put quicker killing poison  in their foods," 
He insisted.  
"Why? 
How can I do this mass killings 
of innocent people?...

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INSTEAD OF WAR
HISTORY IS A MYSTERY TO HUMANITY,
SOME KNOWN WITH AN EVIDENCE,
SOME UNKWOWN WITHOUT A TRACE,
PEOPLE EAGER TO KNOW WHY LIFE IS WHAT IT IS NOW?
IN OUR STRUGGLE TO LIVE,
WE GOT TO UNDERSTAND WHAT SENCE...

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Bloody civilians
Yes we are the bloody civilians
The ones that pays with it blood 
I wonder what you see 
When you see us 
Is obvious we are the reason 
You are out here 
Is clear you...

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The air is thick with dust and flame, who started this? Who is to blame?
Shells and rockets rake the field yet neither side is like to yield
There’s no retreat, no going back, just blindly forward...

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The night that never die 
I wanted to write a love song 
But I remember the unforgettable night 
The dark long night of the youth
In end SARS protest 
The night of sorrows and agony
The night...

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compromise without benefit
we have been toiled upon
suppressed by the system
brutalities by the authorities
tortured by the men on black kaki
our words dont count 
our opinion is heard 
but overuled
we are the scares of poverty
yet the skies...

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praying 
am still praying 
yes tell the dead infant 
I don't know why 
it has to be so 
am still on my knees
it hurt me but I don't mind
so tell the man just 
gun down...

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another
another war is born 
again 
so another new infant
is about to die again
for another grief
to bleed to another 
innocent soul 

another rumours of war's
is out their in the media 
again 
for another to panic just
for...

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I still feel that short embrace
Him turning for one last glance
The look on our mother’s face
Her knowing his fate of chance

What is this cruel affair called war
Who could give such credence
To savage acts and laws...

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Writing with a blue pen
Want to write
 but I don't know 
What words to use
In describing brutality
I bleed with a deep pain
From a seen of wickedness
How can they
 beat up my sister like dat
For no...

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Marching,
Foots strangling every strand of grass,
Arms breaking through the wind,
Hands changed into fists,
Eye sockets only fixed on a skull,
A barricade of unseen lines demarcates each group,
Sweat creates a path on their mundane skins
And their ‘Kaki’...

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The Green Man

Blue cap
Green shirt
Kaki trousers
And black shoes
Underneath
I don’t know
Could be green
His fave

He hefts the cap
He smile exposing
The milky teeth
The snowish teeth and 
The coalish gums show
The classicla dilemma of
White and black

Grasps the English-colour pants
Glares...

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