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Ihana Kaangundue Poem
THE BIG BOSSES OF CORRUPTION
Heads held high, moods lowered with intend
They parade the highly peopled pathways
As they gather recognition and fake trust
Towards their deep well of luxury
How they got up there
A mystery down here
Why they hang on that long
As if it’s where they belong
Their offices, turned hiding places
From the masses they swore to serve
Their utterances, electrified into hot blazes
A privilege they do not deserve
They would sit in their spacey scary offices
Pinned on their revolving chairs
Calculating huge sums in tiny figures
Nodding and shaking their heavily loaded heads
Outgoing calls are in their hundreds
All in questionable directions
Hours and hours of budgeted time
Reduced to mere hello’s and bye-byes
They would lion their faces
When the masses call for audience
They would then iron them back into places
Having defeated the masses with nine carat promises
They would finally gather in their strongest elite
After hours for a collective toast
Tribute to their long standing drive
A day has just passed that deserves a boast
By: Ihanovandu
Copyright © Ihana Kaangundue | Year Posted 2016
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Ihana Kaangundue Poem
THE RISE, THE FALL, ARISE
One moment I am among the stars
Looking down to them as they work and walk the earth
Nothing compare to my lengthy altitude
I am high, I am tight, and I am composed
How I came up here, a dark secret
That I wish to remain here, a white truth
How I intend to hold on, a red challenge, as
Everyone down there blink in my direction
The rise was long and tiresome
So I realized on first arrival
The arrival was sweet and ceremonious
Satisfaction after exhausting action
Up here, I have stayed long, so long
Wondering how long I could remain
Like an island, I venture in isolation
How I wish time could freeze as now
As it so happen, I might slip, slip and fall
Fall I might, and land among the rocks
No doubt, the fall will be bitter and scandalous
Shame and pity will litter upon me
I will be low I will be loose I will be shapeless
Nothing will then compare to my lassitude
They would curiously blink down in my direction, as
I would then look up to them for a lift
Their utterances, I know by heart already
Their actions I have already noticed
Their gossip will not be soft enough
In their conference, my name will top the agenda
A pity they know not
A quitter I am not
Don’t they reminisce?
I know the way, back up THERE!
By: Ihanovandu
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Copyright © Ihana Kaangundue | Year Posted 2015
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Ihana Kaangundue Poem
THE RISE, THE FALL, ARISE
One moment I am among the stars
Looking down to them as they work and walk the earth
Nothing compare to my lengthy altitude
I am high, I am tight, and I am composed
How I came up here, a dark secret
That I wish to remain here, a white truth
How I intend to hold on, a red challenge, as
Everyone down there blink in my direction
The rise was long and tiresome
So I realized on first arrival
The arrival was sweet and ceremonious
Satisfaction after exhausting action
Up here, I have stayed long, so long
Wondering how long I could remain
Like an island, I venture in isolation
How I wish time could freeze as now
As it so happen, I might slip, slip and fall
Fall I might, and land among the rocks
No doubt, the fall will be bitter and scandalous
Shame and pity will litter upon me
I will be low I will be loose I will be shapeless
Nothing will then compare to my lassitude
They would curiously blink down in my direction, as
I would then look up to them for a lift
Their utterances, I know by heart already
Their actions I have already noticed
Their gossip will not be soft enough
In their conference, my name will top the agenda
A pity they know not
A quitter I am not
Don’t they reminisce?
I know the way, back up THERE!
By: Ihanovandu
(Copyright reserved)
Copyright © Ihana Kaangundue | Year Posted 2015
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