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And Libya Saw Our Weaknesses
and my CNN opened on a breaking news on a dark street in Libya, about Nigerians chained to be sold as slaves.
the television slide and roved over,
their tears shattered and their blood spoke of pains...

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Categories: libyan, abuse, africa, anger, art,
Form: Blank verse



Syrian Graveyard
Unnumbered human corpses
mutilated and spread
like illegally-shot elephants in Waza Park!
From ‘man know thyself’
to ‘man hates himself’-
humans mutilate humans!

Future-bound glorious infants,
feeble moms
and luck-abandoned dads
bombed, suffocated, shot and slain
by politico-economic drunks!
Yawning stomachs here,
blood-dripping arms there,
open-mouth frozen heads...

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© Nsah Mala  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: libyan, war,
Form: Verse
Night Vigil Candles
To my rivers of thinking needles in my heart to the haters’ smile goes to the cake love, I cannot stop lamenting to lemonade. My comrades they were sealed in plastics bags to pontiff to...

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Categories: libyan, allusion, voyage,
Form: Didactic
CATULLUS TRANSLATIONS 3
CATULLUS TRANSLATIONS 3


Catullus VII: 'How Many Kisses'
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

You ask, Lesbia, how many kisses
are enough, or more than enough, to satisfy me?

As many as the Libyan sands
swirling in incense-bearing Cyrene
between the torrid...

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Categories: libyan, angst, desire, happiness, love, love hurts, star,
Form: Free verse
My Daily Doses Ii
Alongside the bird I am awake
From still and sleep to shape and shake
To begin with, to Lord a praise
And thanks for Good and Gift and Grace.

For my life’s greatest miracle
Above the masterpiece magic and oracle
Is...

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Categories: libyan, passion, time,
Form: Rhyme



Haiku - Senryu
True desert memories of my time spent in the Libyan desert. (Very early 60's)

The link re. the last senryu gives the details of how a young soldier lost his life by ignoring orders. Not a...

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Categories: libyan, history, nature,
Form: Haiku
The Lost Just Began, the Libyan Civil War
On the northern plain of Africa,
Tyrannically tortured tongues wail for revolution of injustice
To embrace the prescription of democracy by neighborhood
Amber anger of our pitiless god has now being awaken
How many million tongues shall lick this...

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Categories: libyan, peacegod, lost, anger, earth, god, lost,
Form: Free verse
9
9 more libyan civilians killed by NATO---
7 adults & 2 babies
(18 others injured)
slaughtered because of a
“weapons system failure”---
imagine if the families of the idiots
whose 
WEAPON
SYSTEMS
FAILED
were killed in the same brutal manner of
pushing a button to...

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Categories: libyan, political
Form: Free verse
The Business of Cuisine
The business of Cuisine 
Two tins of Swedish meatballs in cream sauce.
The Swedish export their soul even if it is hidden in tins.
Unsalted mind stem and a heart of creamy white gravy.
 The new world...

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Categories: libyan, humor,
Form: Blank verse
Libya
Libya, my country of birth, dearer to me than what life is worth. A land of allure to all those with greed, in the name of freedom they all proceed.

From chaos and corruption it’s people...

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Categories: libyan, africa, beautiful, identity, mountains, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Athol Fugard, Alan Paton, John Kani, Kessie Govender, Dennis Brutus
Athol Fugard is a leading voice in theater of Africa
 will he condone silence about the street execution f George Floyd?

Dennis Brutus was being deported from USA in 1980s, from U. Penn
(I helped get him...

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© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: libyan, america, hate, political, prayer, prejudice, race, sad
Form: I do not know?
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al-Quaddafi Haiku-2
Tomahawks fly blind
may be al-Quaidas delight
Allah Ahkbar's cheer.

Here we go again
Belly dancing with Muammar
Hillarie can't dance.

He can dance alone.
al-Quaddafi's naval glows
diamonds up his nose.

Are they Libyan?
Maybe some, we just don't know.
Give them rice and...

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© Vee Bdosa  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: libyan, politicaldance, dance,
Form: Haiku

Book: Shattered Sighs