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Promise Brown Poem
Some place somewhere,in nowhere
Oh! come dearly wind,come to the place and everywhere
Were it not bad of you to bend and bypass us in your haste
Eternal it would be-had love been bethrothe'
To the valley,slummed with valour sparse
Over thy children deliver the sermon of love
Sizzling sobliquity enlarged-in tension so few
Omittingly evasive oncourse for the days turn anew
Wittingly abjectingly obtuse to the loud voices turned low
Every inebriate's sensual motivation uncurled to bow
To a political nuance of diverse implications miscrew
On heave days broadened sparsely raking for a curfew
So many multitudes,savouring squarlourly in seas of bliss
Obliquely out shined,outstripped and outlived in their little many's
Wittingly as nature takes its course,so do the multitudes go amiss
Early motherly dominance converted by maturity state's incongruence fears
Timously the term climbs leading the young to merge with the books
Ominously uncared for but for the hearts wants
Savouring-burrowing in terms high,standards high is the fight
Only the horizon shows bright,wide,no direction
With every days ideas,every nights dreams encouragement tragically ebbing
Embittered in life,by life,for man's unconventional gain
To imbalance the threats,the spiritual cognisance of ones worth
On that tone embellish the shine with angel outstripped
Somebody awaited;dismally affected;spasmically related
Orligarchically broadened;intrigued the enslaved mind encamped
Was't the beginning,was't the end,was't the beginning of the end
Errently concused,overtly biplatituned feverently quailed
Through and toward;by and way gone;lust and dread
Overtly, quistically quizzing the erroneous paradise of damnation redeemed
Sparingly the night time and its wants revulge
Overlapping the void in the opaque stomach's rebuke
Was is,wanton is the crying wail in hunger revulse
Every moment,everyday to shreds is torn-the fate
Today and tomorrow like miles apart they look for change
Orations and orators blow in to disappear again
Some wept,cried,wailed and died in their sorrow
Others are clamouring,shouting and fighting for individualism mankind and rights
We deviate,digrate,convulse and all reciprocate ampitiously
Every met a joyous conflaguration;every divergence a woeful pant
Tediously tensed tentations and lips tied up
On saddened lips at last shall we happiness arouse
So many will dwindle with the turn of the tide
Every days errors the next days enrichment
Of monthly endevours and deeds of valour
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Promise Brown Poem
Lost in thought thinking of me
Lost in thought thinking of you
Lost in thought thinking of my kind
Lost in thought thinking of the world
The world is in chaos
Africa the nearest is forever in upheaval
Coup's are the daily breakfast news
Killings are the order of the day
Babies,children,women,men are maimed
The purpose is to disfunction
No reprisals from them
But they are and will be
Current and future workforce of the country
They had to be future leaders of the country
But now are nursing shattered dreams and futures
Who gave you the right to destroy
Who gave you the right to take life
Who are you to decide on fate
Who are you to kill
Life is not manufactured
Life is precious
God gave you life so much as everybody
He wanted you to be a good child
He wanted you to be well behaved
He wanted you to kneel down and praise him
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I thought we were there
We thought we were there
We felt touching it
We could feel the weight
Our pains were gone
Our sorrows were gone
Our eyes could not believe
This was the impossible
The sun was shining very bright
Everything was in line
All dreams flowing in the head
Stars flickering and playing in the head
Was it a dream
Reality was dawning
Sanity was coming to pass in our land
I was feeling alive now
Seems all along I was a walking tomb
But now I see freedom
I see and I dream
About the fruits of freedom
On realisation I saw
We were deceived
The cruel blow of politics
Has raised its head again
Our dreams are shattered
Our plans and expectations
Are just hallucinations
They wont materialise
Until you join...join...join
Till we overcome!!!!
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