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Chanda Katonga Poem
The Children of Gaza are heroes in front of the world,
Helpless and ignored, starved to death but hopeful.
Enveloped in mass brutality and unbridled cruelty.
Their grandparents , mothers and fathers have been killed.
The Children of Gaza, so adored and dear, Confiscated of their humanity, their childhood stolen away ruthlessly.
The Children of Gaza, their future lost and destroyed,
Is this the world they dreamed..?
Dreams are unfulfilled, thoughts and ideas forever gone in deep sorrow.
In this unreasonable tragic drama, no justification is to be found....!!!!
Yet,the world cries for you. And you shall survive and thrive.
By Chanda Katonga.
Copyright © Chanda Katonga | Year Posted 2024
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Wisdom came from the East, not the west. Who will give the West a cup of wisdom, maybe the East?
The West had a great opportunity to change the world and make it a better place, but pride and pomposity got in the way.
Western hypocrisy is a source of social disharmony in the world. They preach peace, but they create chaos. They preach democracy but they promote tyranny.
They say they are democratic but how can a colonialist and slave master be democratic?
If they are democratic why send weapons to Gaza to kill women, children, and innocent men?
If they are democratic why create satanic organisations like World Bank and IMF that suppress the poor Nations of the global?
If there are democratic why do they plunder resources of other nations with impunity?
If they manufactured racism and operation, how can they be democratic?
If there are democratic why do they force their culture and modernisation on other nations?
If they are democratic why do they interfere in the affairs of other nations?
If there are democratic why is it that their economies were built on fraud and not critical thinking?
If they are democratic why do they sponsor Wars and terrorism around the world?
If there are democratic why are they sponsoring genocide in the Middle East?
If they are democratic why can't they leave Africa alone but plotting against African day and night and stealing its resources for centuries now?
If they are democratic why do they create poverty and conflict around the world?
If they are democratic why is it that their help and support comes with strings attached?
The West they will never learn from their own mistakes. They are like children who never grow!
Is the Western hypocrisy of human or devil?
They built their influence on the wooden Towers of lies and manipulations. Now it is collapsing.
Western hypocrisy "Rest in eternal peace!"
By Chanda Katonga
Copyright © Chanda Katonga | Year Posted 2024
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Mr. President, you have fought bravely,
The world has witnessed you eclipsing your fear and obstacles.
Do not rest. There's miles to go.
The world asks you to be an exemplary leader
The shimmering light of hope.
This day was an ultimate goal
Look ahead and dream possibilities for America and the world.
Unleash your abilities and make this world a better place, may peace rain in the Middle East, Ukraine, Asia, and Africa.
Mr. Donald John Trump, Congratulations on your 47th presidency.!!
Go and be a solution to the world.
By Chanda Katonga.
Copyright © Chanda Katonga | Year Posted 2024
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Chanda Katonga Poem
The Bear to the East of Uncle Sam, what is Uncle Sam doing in the territory of the Bear? Uncle Sam behavior is that of a moron.
Uncle Sam is like a mad child ,trying to kill himself out of his own madness. Uncle sam is ruthless and power-hungry. He lacks empathy, and he always blames others for his mistakes. He takes credit for the work and ideas of others, and he puts down and belittle those who don't share with him his views or support them.
Everywhere Uncle sam goes, he creates chaos and miseries, and his madness now is making him to start poking the bear in the eye.
Uncle Sam, please stay away from the Bear the apex predator, you cannot win any fight with the bear. You will be"beaten out of existence," and don't push the Bear too far, you have been beaten down by your own pride and arrogance, every odds are against you so much so that it is suffocating your pride. Leave the Bear alone and mind your own business.
Uncle Sam, you have created allies, but just morons in your presence, "When a blind man leads a blind man, they both end up in the ditch.”
Only morons ask for a fight with the bear, Uncle Sam, together with your allies, you'll be badly humiliated should you continue poking the bear..!!
Uncle Sam, stop provoking the bear. Stay away!
Your end lies in your greed, and your collective fate has been sealed.
By Chanda Katonga.
Copyright © Chanda Katonga | Year Posted 2024
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Chanda Katonga Poem
I am from Africa, and my name is Africa, I come from the Queens and Kings of the bemba Kingdom. We are bantu-speaking people .
I am from Africa, the birthplace of humanity, and my melanin is the same dark matter in the universe.
I am the mother and the father of all human races, Europe, and Asia. I gave birth to them they are my children.
I breastfeed the world, and without me, the world economy would collapse.
I am from Africa, and I have been abused,sodomised, and raped by my own children. All my children they look down upon me.
My spirit of Ubuntu is seen as cowardice by my children, iam an eyesore to my children. My skin color is said to be inferior by the "Shallow-minded."
I am from Africa, the house of abundance, the place where we bathe in the sunshine, and speak to the gods of the universe.
They say, iam less evolved human and iam backward, but I saw the sun before you. I am the first and the last .
I am from Africa. we are the sons and daughters of the sun, and we believe in the brotherhood and sisterhood of humanity.
I am from Africa, and it is my darkness that gave birth to light.
By Chanda Katonga.
Copyright © Chanda Katonga | Year Posted 2024
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China, like the phoenix rising from the ashes, rises from the waters of the Eastern seas and spits unstoppable fire of the red dragon! He does not indulge in conflict but only progress.
Sometimes, called the red dragon, He attracts interest from all corners of the world, enjoying trad intercourse with friends and foes. The Chinese actions are not from arrogance but out of service to its people.
China development is not about speed, ideas, efficiency, or power. It is about knowing his own limitations and celebrating the gifts of others.
The century of humiliations never made China back down. His vision lifted over 800 million people out of poverty in the past 40 years, showing the world that, nothing is impossible.
China is not distracted by the insults and lies coming from different directions. China focus is on progress!
China has created dangerous and sophisticated weapons but has never conquered a single nation outside its borders. That's true power and leadership!
Everywhere China goes, builds and not destroy. China Vision for the World Is Not to Divide but to Unite!
China minding its own business in genuine silence is a sign of humility and respect for others.
China not forcing others to be like them is a mark of true wisdom. You were one of the first to travel around the world, but you never colonised anyone.
Even when they are bullying you, your focus is on progress and meaningful development. your goal is not to rule the world but to unite the world and make it better place for all.
By Chanda Katonga.
Copyright © Chanda Katonga | Year Posted 2024
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You boffin from The Caucasus Mountains, are you a devil or human?You have destroyed my seeds, the source of my survival.
I used to grow my seeds, which gave birth to more seeds on the same piece of land, but today, you have killed my original seed.
You boffin, are you a curse or a blessing to humanity? Why have you assassinated our ecosystem,which was self-sustaining and thriving.
I never invited you to come upon my land. You have sucked out all the nutrients from my original seeds. Your goal is to see us Perish .
You boffin, are you simply a long-term liability to creation, or you are here to colonise my food by contaminating my original seeds.
What have I done to you to deserve so much evil and wickedness from you? Everywhere you go, you create chaos and miseries.
You boffin, you have brought synthetic seeds upon my land and total destruction of the natural world.
You boffin, are your acts of human or devil?
By Chanda Katonga.
Copyright © Chanda Katonga | Year Posted 2024
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When they said he is losing his mind, I was awakening.
When they said he is segregating himself, I was healing.
When they said he is behaving comic, I was growing.
When they said I had changed, I was evolving.
When they said I don't care anymore, eventually I understood that my peace lives within.
By Chanda Katonga.
Copyright © Chanda Katonga | Year Posted 2025
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Standing on the springboard of idiocity, spitting out lies shamelessly. Idiots of the nation in the corridors of power.
Preaching shadows of democracy but catalysts of democratic backsliding committing heinous crimes in the broad daylight. The idiots of the nation in the corridors of power.
Their Satanic hypocrisy is the product of their arrogance and mental stupidity. Their big ego blinds them from ultimate reality.
Pretending to be superior while standing on the shoulders of the masses, the idiots of the nation in the corridors of power.
Novel entities of society lack moral values, being drunk with power. lot of the mumbo jumbo from their mouth .
Turning politics into business of lies and manipulation, the idiots of the nation in the corridors of power.
Robbing the poor and destroying their nations, mischief-makers on the world stage. thinking with their bottom and not the top !
Climbing the ladder of success dubiously and ruthlessly, committing organised crime day and night against their nations.
Idiots of the nation standing on the springboard of idiocity!
By Chanda Katonga.
Copyright © Chanda Katonga | Year Posted 2024
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Called from afar to a Journey unknown, they Stepped into the boat
The ocean was calm,not a Cloud in sight.
They asked, "Where are we Going?" He said 'into the Storm' to reveal what lies Within,they did not Understand, for they could Not see.
Three days into the journey
They were hungry and weak
Dark clouds surrounded Them,the waves grew Higher, the wind more Fierce .
The little boat was battered
Yet not broken Still, it Stayed afloat.
They wondered how that Could be. The thurnder Roared, and they seized With fear.
As their lives flashes before Them, "What have we Done?" they cried out,
He said, "You have Forgotten me,yet i have not Forgotten you."
"Who are you?" they asked.
In a gentle voice, he Answered, "the one who Holds the keys... I am he. "
Suddenly, the wind died Down, and the ocean was Calm.
They stood in silence as a Ray of sun appeared. It Shone into their souls. As They turned to look for the Stranger, He was gone.
They found themselves Alone.
Now, they understood the First time the effect Mystery of the storm.
By Chanda Katonga.
Copyright © Chanda Katonga | Year Posted 2024
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