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Francesca Almonds Poem
I am impressed by your blessings
The whole you
And the shores of your Lakes
Victoria, Tanganyika and Nyassa
The tiny but beautiful white sands of your Indian Ocean
And your unforgettable and wonderful coastal scents of Zanzibar
Tourists from all over the world
Love your magnificent animal homes,
Serengeti, Ngorongoro and Mikumi
The largest volcano that you possess, The Kilimanjaro
People never forget your historical Amboni caves,
Your Southern and Northern thick forests and running waters
And your very fertile land larger than all your neighbors
But why have you left your rural world behind?
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Francesca Almonds Poem
When I have you
I feel sexy
Very visible
Just half a glass
I let him kiss me
If I finish a glass
I bet I will let him touch me
And I will not be shocked
That is how influential you are
When you are sweet
Or dry
Or red
Or white
chill or warm
That is how many things you are
Still, you change me
and the color of my eyes too
I call you fine wine
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Francesca Almonds Poem
Your beauty is jaw dropping
You got me staring at your gorgeous way of walking
Those are very long legs you have
Makes you stand that beautifully tall
I wonder, if the zebras are not jealous.
I saw you walking across the road at Mikumi
You stopped in the middle of the way
Then looked at your left and then slowly turned to your right
So majestically
Those are beautiful patches of colors you have
All yellow, orange and brown
I got carried away gazing at your high neck
That gives you the best view
You reach parts of a tree other animals cannot get to
I’m proud of you my fellow African animal
The world’s tallest animal
Giraffe.
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Francesca Almonds Poem
When I look at my house
Which is made of grasses
Which I live with insects
I remember you poverty
My marriage with you
Which I must end
When I look at my clothes
Which are made of rags
Which are old and toned
I remember you poverty
My marriage with you
Which I must end
When I look at my neighbors
Who are thirsty and hungry
Who inherited poverty from their ancestors
We remember you poverty
Our marriage with you
Which we must end
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Francesca Almonds Poem
What amount of tears would bring you back ?
I know there is no
But the tears comes any way
In fast drops,
That chases one another down my chicks.
I know,
No amount of tears would bring you back
But I just say too much
Because my dreams depended on you
I can’t stand that you are gone
I am so sad I dint see you around when I was growing up
That you have left my mother a widow
And my children won’t see you
I wish I knew you were going to go
I would play with only you
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Francesca Almonds Poem
I have been silent
More than the time I have talked
My lips are sealed by the lace of silence
My heart silently yells
My tongue silently speak
But no one hears the sounds of my silence
Nor will anyone understand my words
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