We have left home!
To countries where our fundamental human rights are respected and valued.
We have left home!
Because our leaders got money for politics,
But can't fund our colleges and universities.
We have left home!
Our hospitals got no potent medicines,
And our people are dying every day like flies.
We have left home!
Because religious intolerance and tribalism has brought segregation and conflict.
We have left home!
Corruption, marginalization, nepotism and favoritism have led to underdevelopment in our country.
We have left home!
Unemployment, hunger, and poverty kills us faster than any disease one can imagine.
I'm not writing all these because I'm a coward,
But I'm thinking of the lives we have lost so far,
Therefore, we don't really wish to be home soon,
Until there is a revolution or referendum,
Which will foster a lasting peace, unity, progress.
Categories:
underdevelopment, africa,
Form: Free verse
I've been sitting here,
Like a famished and destituted loner,
Watching the irrevocable past and the uncertain future,
The hands of time moved slower than the snail,
As if I'm seeing from the palest abstractions of my thought.
I've been sitting here,
Like a bereaved mortician,
Watching the graves on the ground,
Tombstones of women who fought for equality,
And men who died in their struggles to be free and independent.
I've been sitting here,
Like a man with a dead dream,
Watching the sun go down in flame on the far horizon,
As poverty, unemployment and underdevelopment engulf my people.
But I can not sit here anymore,
Like a well fed slave or a hungry free man,
Watching my people die in vain and pain,
And soothe wounds from brutality and humiliation,
Africa let's rise and fight.
The posterity is becoming blurry,
I have risen,
It can only take a bullet in the mind just to hold me down,
Because in the final review,
The only defined shield against death is to live without fears.
Categories:
underdevelopment, corruption, poverty,
Form: Free verse
Inside the green land of Africa
An idea was born in a gentle mind
It grew up to develop like a hyacinth
With pure water and no huge mud
Inside the huge green land Jinja
Africa, Europe plans to inform America
The idea sounds rhythmic like good music
Australia and the heaven will join for a dance
Inside the sunny green land of Africa
Now, on social media, we share the news
Ideas flow from north to south to maxima
There’s no break in the minds of the writers
Inside the old green land of Africa
Development and women issues are the focus
That we achieve and truly celebrate
Ideas to nurture are many and welcome
Inside the heart of Mandela’s land
Uganda will be pregnant and will deliver
For the world to learn how the mass deter
Hurdles of violence, opinions of underdevelopment
Inside the land of green Africa
Mothers, sisters, wives and daughters
Of families, communities, nations
Need your brain, your mouth and your hands
To build what have been our main dreams
The legacy foundation for our future generations.
Poem by Mugisho N Theophile
Categories:
underdevelopment, africa, appreciation, creation, education,
Form: ABC
A monster that refuses to die
A shame that lingers on
A menace to the society
Impenetrable to bullet
Immune to euthanasia
Insulated against electrocution
The root cause of our underdevelopment
It's sent our economy to ruination
And our saints to damnation
It stings like a bee
Spits venom like a viper
A biased steward that serves those
Who already have a belly full
Of the national cake
At the expense of the have-nots
A demon that possess our leaders
With no hope of exorcism
Now they preach capital influx
But practice capital flight
They preach unity
But finance disunity
They preach security
But mastermind insecurity
An incorrigible thief
That robs us of our integrity
Cart away our conscience
Defraud us of our unity
Loot our treasury
Deny us of our freedom
Pauperise the masses
Rob our leaders of their broad-minds
And replace it with myopic ones
Categories:
underdevelopment, 10th grade, africa, angst,
Form: Verse
Do we blame God?
The environment was once cool
Cool enough for our good
Till industrialisation brought its mud
Growth improved, thanks to technology
Mechanisation took over all
Our thoughts, activities and mall
Yet, it's long run effect, unknown and dodgy.
Each industrial revolution brought degradation
Rising temperatures and heat ascending
Water table rising with increased flooding
We have been enslaved by our inventions.
This isn't a case for underdevelopment
Naa, it's a cry to stand and stall
Refuse all hyper-carbon's crawl
Else the heat grows in instalment
The earth, fishes and greens crying
A brief stop, they plead, would help
Break the carbon chain as one step;
See mother nature return, smiling.
Categories:
underdevelopment, earth, nature,
Form: Quatrain
Nkporo, my wonderful Nkporo,
The land of great hills and mountains.
Nkporo, my Nkporo, whom my mother dance of,
Father died to pretect you from the Iboms.
I have not fosaken you because your
Blood flows right in my veins.
I inherited the unfaded black skin of your skin,
The sweet sweat of your sweat have I not look down,
Your blood shall not be shared among the wolves
Neither shall your back suffer in pains again.
Although bitter taste of undevelopment hurt you fiercely, but the cracking walls shall soon be repaired.
The trembling red blemish of poverty and torture
Shall be erased soon after we return home.
Nkporo, my country home, weep not;
Those trees along the road shall shield you,
Those streams in their prime shall calm your
Longing for attention.
Then shall their whips be far from you, my love.
We are coming with development to uphold you,
The roses shall we make brighter.
We shall comfort the dusty roads with black diamonds,
The light shall be lifted up to shine in darkness.
Nkporo, oh mother Nkporo, my love,
The land of the rising sun;
The tales of humiliation and underdevelopment shall
Someday be no more when tomorrow comes.
Categories:
underdevelopment, africa, age, art,
Form: Ballad
In darkness, the mind comes short
Gullible to any item offered, and
Not an excuse for self underdevelopment
Obnoxious in the gathering of knowledge
Rationality greatly fractured and invalid
And then lost in the puzzle of understanding
Never near a sound judgment, because it
Cannot sieve random information which
Ends with a sense of powerlessness
Categories:
underdevelopment, education, people,
Form: Acrostic
Why Country suffers underdevelopment?
Why her public suffer unemployment?
Bad banking is the main reason
So milk comes not, but poison
Some bank men daily toil
They only preserve the soil
Many relax without any work
But, they get the best perk
Influential bank men develop
Playing politics to come up
They try and very finely spoil
By putting into water dirty oil
By giving a bad confidential report
They cunningly cut possible support
If a subordinate is very well-dressed
Surely he becomes by them cursed
If they see a robust young man
Against him they make a plan
More and more work they dump
Giving pressure to heart-pump
Do or die policy, they wrongly follow
A hard-working heart, they will blow
Country is not at all very strong
As Country's Banking is wrong.
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Categories:
underdevelopment, on work and working,
Form: Couplet