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Best Poems Written by Solomon Ochwo-Oburu

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I Feel African In Every Vein

I feel African in every vein
the arteries pulsate with love
this continent is so dear to me

I feel African in every breath
the challenges the world paints
I see not but beautiful Africa

All Africans here and far away
join me to hold Africa together
no piece should go to the winds

The unity of the land of Africa
the resources of the land of Africa
are gifts no humans brought here

Patriots of Africa come hold hands
this land you owe loving service
dust off yourselves to build Africa

Old Africa where is your wisdom?
come out of your boxes and unite
the world is vibrant, lets wake up

I feel African in every vein
Africa my sweet-heart duty calls

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To Succeed

fall
rise
fall
rise

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Chattels

Given in appreciation
but taken away on request
translated to foreign land
but asked to surrender everything
employed to serve unknown guests
but asked to behave brainlessly
taken for a tour as personal effect
but chained for whims of tourism

Today young girls of the world
are chattels of people’s wishes

They are dustbin of weird whims
hijacked, negotiated, looted, lied to
are groundnut paste of pleasure
nothing in this world they are 
but chattels, empty scraps!

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Only the Back I See

I go to lovely school
teacher teaches me
only the back I see

He writes on chalkboard
words and figures
only shadows I see
He marks my books
red pen black pen
only crosses I see

And teacher examines me
tests, home work
only excellence I see

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Camera Woman

Camera woman
saw men dancing as dolls
and laughter killed her

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This Wonderful World

Who can dispute me in this wonderful world?
We are black, we are white and we are colored	
But we live in same planet floating like Eagle
All of us are humans and bleed red blood

Who can dispute me in this wonderful world?
We are Africans, we are Europeans, we are Arabs
But we need food and we eat by mouth, not legs
All of us need the same oxygen to live on and off

Who can dispute me in this wonderful world?
We speak Chinese, Arabic, English, and Swahili
But we all have bodies that are fragile and bony
And all of us need the weak body to live a life

Which human is an angel but human?
Which human has yellow blood in metallic body?
Which human is an amphibian, or airborne? 	
So which human is more human than humanity?

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Weeping Africa

I hear Africa weeping
gnashing her teeth in cold
but custodians sit in glory

Cows mooing
bulls bellowing
trees whistling
wind blowing dust in eyes
land cracking and dusty
insects invading crops
women labor in vain
children- new market goats afar
young- girls cakes of pleasure
water migrating to the heavens
but custodians sit in glory

Tell me, weeping Africa
what went wrong?
two generations after Uhuru
Africa telephones heaven, no network
Is Africa blacklisted by God?

Tell me weeping Africa
why do custodians sit in glory,
citizens eat dust
children orphaned
foxes feast on dead meat
why, why?
what went wrong?

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The Skin Is a Veil

The skin you wear is a veil
a traitor, a liar, an impostor
below it you are nothing but red  meat
Humans be not so proud

The skin you wear is a veil
It makes you proud and happy
below it you are nothing but red blood
Humans be not so proud

The skin you wear is a veil
a simple paint to tell many stories
below it you are nothing but skeletons
Humans be not so proud

The proud, the stigmatized think again
The skin you wear is a great impostor

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Wine Bottle Full of Wisdom

it sits in the  fridge humbly
carrying in its stomach liquid
that stirs man’s wisdom
mixing it with foolishness
and everyone who tastes
becomes a free comedian
sometimes annoying one
most often entertaining
even without any training

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Crocked Ribs

They have command on me
my posture has been so
since birth and even now
a grown up, no change
The back has followed
the legs are going there
why can’t a guinea fowl
produce  penguins, swans?
Why is choice in nature
so elusive, so limited?
Why can’t I become really
what I admire in nature?
I want to be free to be happy
but I’m condemned to be 
a bent bow  without arrows!