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Sulamani P Dukuly Poem
When All Hopes Are Gone
I will be left in the dark
I will be hopelessly looking for hope
I will have no option than to panic
I will feel lonely because I have nothing left with
I won’t be the person I used to be, never
My voice won’t be heard
My heart will be stuck with too much bloods
My eyes will leak tears like the rain that drops from the sky
My days on Earth might be short.
My dreams will be ruined, my life will be frustrated...
Again, It all starts: When All Hope Are Gone
Copyright © Sulamani P Dukuly | Year Posted 2021
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Sulamani P Dukuly Poem
Poem: Memories
Poet: Sulamani P. Dukuly
Netus N. Nowine, Jr.
Sulamani P. Dukuly: I once had a memory and never will I forget
I can't stop picturing all of the moments
we once had and shared together;
I once had a great dream
And that dream brought all the lovely moments,
I felt like all was over until I saw a memory of you,
I laugh, smile, and all of a sudden, all my broken pieces were blended.
Netus: You took away all your pictures
But you can't delete your memory;
They are stored in my brain
In my brain your memory stays
For they will never go away
When I fall at sleep, they play.
Sulamani P. Dukuly: Whenever I think of your memory, I feel embraced
Because it heals my wound and my heart sticks together:
Your memory is the best thing that I have ever experienced,
Your memory reminds me of all the good times we once had.
Each time I dreamed, I see you, although you are gone
but your memory keeps blowing my mind and it feels like we are not done.
Netus: In my mind, your name and face are stored;
They will never find an exit
For I have well sealed it,
In my mind only your memory fits
And it is unforgettable;
It helps me to be upright;
For you left a positive mark in my heart.
Sulamani P. Dukuly: It is true that memories don't die
And yours is a living testimony to that
It is impossible to get it off my mind
It's true that you are out of my sight
But your memory will keep reflecting till I depart.
Netus: When I sit, I imagine your face;
Pains come to me when others romance
I always think about when we used to dance;
I used to joyfully wait for you outside your fence
For we kept our love real and intense;
I was well clothed with your love sense.
Sulamani P. Dukuly: For each time I picture you
it usually reflects my mind back to the old days,
Your unforgettable memory has lightened up my day
And it can't stop bringing out the smile in me
Whenever I think of you, I can laugh and smile,
Thanking God for such a Queen like you.
Netus: When I inhale, your love comes in
Mixed with my blood and travels through my veins
Relieving me from pains;
Your memories help me to focus on my aims,
I recap all the scenes correctly
Never do I record the sorrows;
Your memorable scenes are well packed in rows,
And you return, I will give you rose?
Copyright © Sulamani P Dukuly | Year Posted 2024
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Sulamani P Dukuly Poem
Sulamani P. Dukuly:
I wake up every morning seeing things going wrong
I want to speak but I am voiceless
I always wish to help and put Mama Liberia first but yet am still voiceless
I lived in a country where citizens are disenchanted daily
but can't speak because they are voiceless.
I grew up in a place of so many problems and I can't say anything, all because am voiceless
Netus: When I get up, I meet the same story,
The same story from 1847
For all our leaders have been the same 6 or 7
Embezzling taxpayers money.
I took a tour in the streets and I saw corrupt people;
They are being rewarded with positions,
Giving them more privileges in my nation,
They obtain more room for corruptions
Still, I am voiceless.
Sulamani P. Dukuly: I was given birth by a country
That deprived the right of every citizen to speak of their well being
I am in a country that corrupts the minds of the youths
And makes them feel hopeless
I came from a country where poor people or people with disability are unheard
I came up in a place where people can see the truth and turn it into lies,
Netus: To maintain power, they bring more lies
They don't care to know the implications
During the election period, they stir division
Putting scars on our dear mama Liberia
They damage citizens more than malaria.
Our skins itch and we go on to cry for a messiah.
Sulamani P. Dukuly: I am in a place where politicians fight and kill people but still ruling us, only because we are voiceless
Our parents suffering in the hands of the wicked ones
But can't say a word, all because they are voiceless
We want to help, we want to talk and we want to make a change
But yet our voices are unheard.
Netus: When I walk through my education system
And many officials were making no difference;
I taught it is a place to learn
But they are using it to get more earns,
No way to rectify, for their ears are deaf;
They live with dead conscience.
Sulamani P. Dukuly: One day, one day, one fine day, our voices will be heard to the highest level
And that can only be achieved if we stand together and put our differences aside despite our religions
We need to fight for our beautiful nation
One day we won't be voiceless.
Netus: We have become more voiceless
Because of them, our ideas are valueless;
My country's officials are reckless
Exhibiting more carelessness,
After the wrongs, they return to their bird nest
Awaiting to see the chance that comes next.
Still, we hope for the best.
Copyright © Sulamani P Dukuly | Year Posted 2024
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