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A Singing Letter from a Girl with Beards

Friday, November 9, 2018
1) A Singing Letter from a Girl with Beards I sing this song from the bottom Of native valley, though highly crested On the wave on my inner person Cruising the summits of active ignorance In the world of man in eerie looks and stare At the beards on my face as if at the owl they look But I ...

Africa, un-hearth your daugters

Monday, October 8, 2018
Were all these coils in life divinely meant for me? O it can rsquo;t be, these universities of Africa, from South in the Wits, to the East in Nairobi, North in Alexandria and West in Lagos, falling in tune with the agonies in academic torture against the future of Africa rsquo;s daughters; in the D ...

Poem On  "World Clean Up Day 2018"

Sunday, September 16, 2018
From Let 39;s Do It World, we heard the sound far away, And via Team54, it came nearer by the day. Then appeared WHISGREEN-Africa, And others who came together. All over the world especially from the coastal states of Nigeria, To the major towns in Gambia. And Around the Cameroonian mount ...

Poems From Alexander Opicho

Wednesday, September 12, 2018
MY FAVOURITE TERRORIST He is not Osama Bin Laden, With his dreams to smash The twin towers at the world Ignobling and poverty siring Center in the navel of New York, Nor Samantha the white widow Her apparition at the Nairobi West Gate Mall left Kenyans Sober of their traditional Cor ...

Goodbye August 2018- a doomsday Month

Friday, September 7, 2018
Bye bye thirty one days of August 2018 You have been so awful a visitor on man Snatching away lives of man and all that breath, It s not spurious; you came you ate , you conquered All that we held as treasure of our hearts We the living In a style, you scooped away V. S. Naipaul the saint ...

RAPED.

Wednesday, August 1, 2018
That cry, a dirge to that sullen night Wasn t what you had love to hear, But you were going to rise up anyway and Rescue the helpless victim of that brooding reality. But the ground below you was a denial, Retelling tales of how you were only a rib From the many of Adam s. And that cry was ...

First They Came To Kill The Biroms.

Sunday, July 22, 2018
First they came to kill the Biroms, and I did not speak out because I was not a Birom. Then they came to kill the Tivs and I did not speak out because I was not a Tiv. Then they came to kill the Igalas and I did not speak out because I was not an Igala. Then they came to kill the Katafs an ...

Osama Bin Laden is not in Hell

Tuesday, July 3, 2018
I am singing this song from the new inferno Where Dante did not meetVirgil in the days gone I m in unknown pouch of the eighth circle The colour of my skin brought me here As a migrant from the shit-hole state called Kenya My host is Satan himself and myriad of his footmen, My chagrin is the ...
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IF LOVE IS A CRIME, THEN I WILL FOREVER REMAIN A PRISONER.
By: FRANCIS TAWIAH , Du