alem-hailu-gkristos - Hello Poetry

I ) Transitivity If X is a terrorist And if Y supports X Y automatically Joins the blacklist. II ) TPLF By all accounts TPLF is A marked terrorist For holding Mirror to devil Engaging in all acts Revoltingly evil. A terrorist why? Because Now in the open, Now on the sly Nonstop it labors The innocent suffering Lacerating pain To die. It either kills Or sponsors The killing of toddlers Elders, And women with A bun in the oven More often. To maximize, selfish Political objective, Its duty, TPLF knows no pity. Its head A box empty Like a child naughty Make noises To swap The victimizer & The victim And tip the balance In the global Political roadmap. Long before ENDF’s law–enforcement Operation Three out of 5 Women in Tigray Were subject To **** Many heard the Report agape. Happily, The response from The west was Tossing it off Like a ladies hair Not tied On the nape. Pillaging food aid Many were the Instances TPLF its Impish army it fed. III) America From TPLF’s inception To its tyranny We were on the ball That is why We are mourning Its demise & Catastrophic fall. Before our eyes TPLF stands tall ‘cause it saw to Our dictates all, When we asked it A room In Ethiopia’s politics It used to Give us a hall. For our satisfaction It was on the toes It sleeves to roll. “TPLF (Dear Meles Zenawi) Our soldiers in Somalia Are suffering Ignominious defeat Forced with their tails Between their legs To retreat. Valorous march and Invade Somalia ‘YES’ it said To diplomacy Longstanding relation Having little Or no idea.” We know Very well TPLF, suffering Death knell, Is past master In terrorism, Not in store Even in hell, Seeing its deeds That everyone Effortlessly Could tell. Devoid of Mental health TPLF was out In East Africa To spell death. It was adverse To peace brokers. When TPLF said An election result It conducted was Hundred % a hit We (Susan Rice) Laughed till Our sides were To split But we showed A green light “Go ahead Do it!” To Bin laden We showed No mercy But around A horseshoe Table with TPLF You, peace-seekers & Peace keepers, Have to sit With the Worst terrorist Defeated, exposed On the retreat. To meet our ends We use Carrot and stick To terrorist The former And stick To the latter. Also Pulling off A gigantic dam By own head, arm Defying our interest Our arrogance, Our image Ethiopia did harm. This way Egypt Our bargaining chip Is slowly but surely Getting out of Our grip So on Ethiopia , our pushover, let us Use a sanction whip. Ethiopia we have To flog, to beat Before it zooms Africa’s head To the East. We wrecked down Many nations Under the name Of peace waging war From Libya To Afghanistan far Unless the Global community, Own citizen & Specially the east Our action bar We are out World’s peace To mar. ////

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May 25, 2021

May 25, 2021 at 11:14 AM UTC

By Transitivity Terrorist

I ) Transitivity If X is a terrorist And if Y supports X Y automatically Joins the blacklist. II ) TPLF By all accounts TPLF is A marked terrorist For holding Mirror to devil Engaging in all acts Revoltingly evil. A terrorist why? Because Now in the open, Now on the sly Nonstop it labors The innocent suffering Lacerating pain To die. It either kills Or sponsors The killing of toddlers Elders, And women with A bun in the oven More often. To maximize, selfish Political objective, Its duty, TPLF knows no pity. Its head A box empty Like a child naughty Make noises To swap The victimizer & The victim And tip the balance In the global Political roadmap. Long before ENDF’s law–enforcement Operation Three out of 5 Women in Tigray Were subject To **** Many heard the Report agape. Happily, The response from The west was Tossing it off Like a ladies hair Not tied On the nape. Pillaging food aid Many were the Instances TPLF its Impish army it fed. III) America From TPLF’s inception To its tyranny We were on the ball That is why We are mourning Its demise & Catastrophic fall. Before our eyes TPLF stands tall ‘cause it saw to Our dictates all, When we asked it A room In Ethiopia’s politics It used to Give us a hall. For our satisfaction It was on the toes It sleeves to roll. “TPLF (Dear Meles Zenawi) Our soldiers in Somalia Are suffering Ignominious defeat Forced with their tails Between their legs To retreat. Valorous march and Invade Somalia ‘YES’ it said To diplomacy Longstanding relation Having little Or no idea.” We know Very well TPLF, suffering Death knell, Is past master In terrorism, Not in store Even in hell, Seeing its deeds That everyone Effortlessly Could tell. Devoid of Mental health TPLF was out In East Africa To spell death. It was adverse To peace brokers. When TPLF said An election result It conducted was Hundred % a hit We (Susan Rice) Laughed till Our sides were To split But we showed A green light “Go ahead Do it!” To Bin laden We showed No mercy But around A horseshoe Table with TPLF You, peace-seekers & Peace keepers, Have to sit With the Worst terrorist Defeated, exposed On the retreat. To meet our ends We use Carrot and stick To terrorist The former And stick To the latter. Also Pulling off A gigantic dam By own head, arm Defying our interest Our arrogance, Our image Ethiopia did harm. This way Egypt Our bargaining chip Is slowly but surely Getting out of Our grip So on Ethiopia , our pushover, let us Use a sanction whip. Ethiopia we have To flog, to beat Before it zooms Africa’s head To the East. We wrecked down Many nations Under the name Of peace waging war From Libya To Afghanistan far Unless the Global community, Own citizen & Specially the east Our action bar We are out World’s peace To mar. ////

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A director general Ensconcing on WHO’s chair As a hoodwinking trick You cry foul “The case in Ethiopia Is horrific !” You must be mentally sick! Have you forgotten It is high time You be thrown In to prison? For involving In embezzlement Terrorism, genocide And treason. So a wolf In a sheep’s skin To give a statement You have no reason. WHO must be weak For being tardy From office Out you to kick. It is really A mockery of justice A parliament- wanted terrorist Like you Gives lecture On humanitarian issue Accountability to resist, Or are you acting so Rest assured Self-seeking hypocrites The likes of you Are ready to assist!///

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May 19, 2021

May 19, 2021 at 8:58 AM UTC

A mockery of justice

A director general Ensconcing on WHO’s chair As a hoodwinking trick You cry foul “The case in Ethiopia Is horrific !” You must be mentally sick! Have you forgotten It is high time You be thrown In to prison? For involving In embezzlement Terrorism, genocide And treason. So a wolf In a sheep’s skin To give a statement You have no reason. WHO must be weak For being tardy From office Out you to kick. It is really A mockery of justice A parliament- wanted terrorist Like you Gives lecture On humanitarian issue Accountability to resist, Or are you acting so Rest assured Self-seeking hypocrites The likes of you Are ready to assist!///

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As we are Famed for hypocrisy Do allow us to Lecture you About democracy Though we know Prior to us You have the practice In the timeline, upstarts Usurping the know-all Permit us About democracy to Goad you please! The divide-and-rule Machiavellian gesture As an adventure We admit And still exercise it Fomenting Ethnic-based conflict. We adore to fish In troubled water To sure meet Own objective faster. Just like a canopy feeder With our wings Eclipsing the water Striking out light helps us Unsuspecting fishes To pick better. In a System of governance And religiosity You took the lead But our piece of advice How to dine, how To put on attires You have to heed, Forget not Boiled-wheat aid You may need. Disgraced, it is better For food your pride You barter. Don’t think Humanitarian issues Or aid Is what first comes To our head. The economically weak Their mind we— Hooligan hypocrites— Don’t Allow them to speak Leave alone Their own roadmap To design and God-bestowed Wealth to tap. Worshippers of devil Head- to -toe We are evil. It is our duty To exhume a Terrorist party That shows alacrity To execute assigned task The reason behind its back Remiss to ask. TPLF is our right arm We don’t want On it to happen Any harm. We don’t mind For genocide A hotbed TPLF members Or dissenters may find. Introducing Modern colonization Is our covert intention. ///

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May 19, 2021

May 19, 2021 at 8:44 AM UTC

Hooligan hypocrites

As we are Famed for hypocrisy Do allow us to Lecture you About democracy Though we know Prior to us You have the practice In the timeline, upstarts Usurping the know-all Permit us About democracy to Goad you please! The divide-and-rule Machiavellian gesture As an adventure We admit And still exercise it Fomenting Ethnic-based conflict. We adore to fish In troubled water To sure meet Own objective faster. Just like a canopy feeder With our wings Eclipsing the water Striking out light helps us Unsuspecting fishes To pick better. In a System of governance And religiosity You took the lead But our piece of advice How to dine, how To put on attires You have to heed, Forget not Boiled-wheat aid You may need. Disgraced, it is better For food your pride You barter. Don’t think Humanitarian issues Or aid Is what first comes To our head. The economically weak Their mind we— Hooligan hypocrites— Don’t Allow them to speak Leave alone Their own roadmap To design and God-bestowed Wealth to tap. Worshippers of devil Head- to -toe We are evil. It is our duty To exhume a Terrorist party That shows alacrity To execute assigned task The reason behind its back Remiss to ask. TPLF is our right arm We don’t want On it to happen Any harm. We don’t mind For genocide A hotbed TPLF members Or dissenters may find. Introducing Modern colonization Is our covert intention. ///

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Though Ethiopian Orthodox patriarch Unfortunately, as I’m not race blind Please excuse My being A tad pitiful and kind To the political Judas From my Ethnic side, You see such An act has become A political fad Even if That sounds bad. . Mind you, at times Devoid of reason Oblivious to God The pious mind To a halt could grind. Intoxicated with bigotry Excuse me the hill As a mountain And also vise versa If I find. You see with vampires, Who opened the door For my current position, For 3 decades I had dined. Please forgive My blind eyes to the Whole truth till today, Also skipping The commandment ”You shall not lie!” To my likes A word of support Tolerate me to say! Is it not how the adage Runs? “While the sun shines Make hay!” About the genocide In Mai Kadra—on par with Auschwitz— Why should I worry? Because it was My likes, shedding blood Who likes, suffering A defeat, That opted to hack The innocent And to efface track Victims to bury Were in a hurry. Also the blood flood In other parts of The country—Metekle, Wellega— didn’t Draw my attention You see Terrorizing the region Was my likes’ objective, While I was pretentiously On Christian mission. So condoning that I have to commit Crime by omission Also I had To indulge in Crime by commission Drawing a big attention To possible complication That attended ENDF’s Law-enforcement operation. Than the root cause A question I’ve to pose On the attendant ill Beget by own debacle For it allows vicious cycle. Firing rockets And proving unruly Judas that hail from my race Were to wipe out Fellow neighbors, From earth’s face “Man is created in God’s image! ” Was shrouded by Our rage. All troubles That, we see Everywhere in Ethiopia today, are TPLF junta’s deed Junta the fiend That sowed A hatred seed. But, now exposed, The culprits My support Terribly need I must pat them On the back indeed. True to WHO’s Director General Abusing my position Let me cry foul So that TPLF remnants Get a stalemate. You see An oasis in a desert They terribly need How could I Fail that to heed? In courting trouble TPLF was proactive Reactive were those On the other side But this I like To systematically hide. Conniving with Insincere NGO workers I could enjoy a media ride To be the security Council’s untruthful guide And so called great nations On the toe to sniff possible Shortfalls from Ethiopia’s side And ready to swim against The truth tide, Though this is Dragged to light and Known far and wide! So to speak They could encourage me An asylum to seek Honest traitors as they Adore hand to pick. Who said a patriarch Could not be naughty? Going out of My religious duty I will give A kiss of life To world-ever Terrorist party. . History has it that There were pops Who blessed Military arsenals like Artillery and tank If so, why not I give a statement Behind Synod’s back. May God Forgive my sin For the heart of The credulous With my Sanctimonious face I could win! Please excuse me I’m not race-blind And Sanctimonious patriarch One could ever find! TPLF is a party By the Ethiopian parliament Unanimously dubbed Terrorist and naughty But As blood is thicker than water Supporting it is my duty. Soldiers who spent Almost their entire life In garrison and barrack Did suffer by my likes’ attack Behind their back Though their blood Cries before God Please excuse me I have to favor Mourning-Killers From my abode!

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May 14, 2021

May 14, 2021 at 10:30 AM UTC

A kiss of life to world-ever terrorist party?

Though Ethiopian Orthodox patriarch Unfortunately, as I’m not race blind Please excuse My being A tad pitiful and kind To the political Judas From my Ethnic side, You see such An act has become A political fad Even if That sounds bad. . Mind you, at times Devoid of reason Oblivious to God The pious mind To a halt could grind. Intoxicated with bigotry Excuse me the hill As a mountain And also vise versa If I find. You see with vampires, Who opened the door For my current position, For 3 decades I had dined. Please forgive My blind eyes to the Whole truth till today, Also skipping The commandment ”You shall not lie!” To my likes A word of support Tolerate me to say! Is it not how the adage Runs? “While the sun shines Make hay!” About the genocide In Mai Kadra—on par with Auschwitz— Why should I worry? Because it was My likes, shedding blood Who likes, suffering A defeat, That opted to hack The innocent And to efface track Victims to bury Were in a hurry. Also the blood flood In other parts of The country—Metekle, Wellega— didn’t Draw my attention You see Terrorizing the region Was my likes’ objective, While I was pretentiously On Christian mission. So condoning that I have to commit Crime by omission Also I had To indulge in Crime by commission Drawing a big attention To possible complication That attended ENDF’s Law-enforcement operation. Than the root cause A question I’ve to pose On the attendant ill Beget by own debacle For it allows vicious cycle. Firing rockets And proving unruly Judas that hail from my race Were to wipe out Fellow neighbors, From earth’s face “Man is created in God’s image! ” Was shrouded by Our rage. All troubles That, we see Everywhere in Ethiopia today, are TPLF junta’s deed Junta the fiend That sowed A hatred seed. But, now exposed, The culprits My support Terribly need I must pat them On the back indeed. True to WHO’s Director General Abusing my position Let me cry foul So that TPLF remnants Get a stalemate. You see An oasis in a desert They terribly need How could I Fail that to heed? In courting trouble TPLF was proactive Reactive were those On the other side But this I like To systematically hide. Conniving with Insincere NGO workers I could enjoy a media ride To be the security Council’s untruthful guide And so called great nations On the toe to sniff possible Shortfalls from Ethiopia’s side And ready to swim against The truth tide, Though this is Dragged to light and Known far and wide! So to speak They could encourage me An asylum to seek Honest traitors as they Adore hand to pick. Who said a patriarch Could not be naughty? Going out of My religious duty I will give A kiss of life To world-ever Terrorist party. . History has it that There were pops Who blessed Military arsenals like Artillery and tank If so, why not I give a statement Behind Synod’s back. May God Forgive my sin For the heart of The credulous With my Sanctimonious face I could win! Please excuse me I’m not race-blind And Sanctimonious patriarch One could ever find! TPLF is a party By the Ethiopian parliament Unanimously dubbed Terrorist and naughty But As blood is thicker than water Supporting it is my duty. Soldiers who spent Almost their entire life In garrison and barrack Did suffer by my likes’ attack Behind their back Though their blood Cries before God Please excuse me I have to favor Mourning-Killers From my abode!

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Cognizant that to Crosschecking, the credulous May not pay serious attention, WHO’s Director General Abusing your position, As a hoodwinking trick Tears trickling down Each of your cheek I saw you expressing A cooked up idea, An interviewee, On a so called Reputed media. A reputed media Ironically and terribly A probing knack That does lack. To media weak Unwilling To cross examine Whether the whole Truth you speak. “Why your likes— Terrorists TPLF juntas— Fired rockets To a neighboring state Intent a terror to create? Why you did the same On Eritrea To create In East Africa hysteria? “Why in Mia kadra Your likes —Genocide perpetrators— Massacring the feeble And unarmed civilians With a machete Expressed to what extent The Amhara race You hate.” “Why your likes —traitors—at The Ethio-Eriteria border You stabbed in the back many A national army member In the back, Worse waiting till It gets pitch dark? Salivating for arsenals Must you Your siblings attack? Is it to invite Self-defending soldiers From the border’s other side? Or is it running amok To enjoy in Eretria a free ride? Now playacting a victim Why you try the truth To hide?” “Why the likes of you —lechers— For about 3 decades You bled The country dry, Forcing millions Lamenting their fate With empty stomach die? Why including those who Hail from your ethnic Background, on safetynet Leaned for existence to date? I wonder how now You dare To show affectation Humanitarian issue In Tigray is in Your radar of care? With Laundered dollars, Abroad, stashed away Lavishly dishonest journalists You buy as it isn’t hard To get such guys today. A spoiled brat Mercenaries you hunt. Now, barefacedly Must you cry? “ ‘Doves are my Likes and I How failed you To pity us? Why?’ Akin a crocodile Loud you cry?” “Why atavism of All-brand The likes of you— Mafias— spread Throughout the land. While the blood Of the innocent is Fresh on your hand, You dream how For reinstating The despotic regime Another chance You could stand? “Why mentally sick The likes of you— Colonial legacy mongers, Vanguards of common wealth White supremacists – Disgustingly ingratiate In a way Unheard of to date Ready to receive And A to Z execute What they dictate? And to historic enemies A hand you lend A sign moral-wise You are clinically dead. “Why the likes of you— Political thugs— **** was your Characteristic feature? Mr. Director General To spice the interview Leave not Your ****** exploits That you most remember. Of course, tell us you can, While in power How many **** victims’ demonstration In Mekle You and your friends Conspired to ban. Yes **** is a Worst crime But registered weres Many such offences In your time. Yours ,sham media And dishonest lobbyists Unholy marriage Provokes the Innocents’ rage! ///

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May 3, 2021

May 3, 2021 at 9:59 AM UTC

The unholy marriage

Cognizant that to Crosschecking, the credulous May not pay serious attention, WHO’s Director General Abusing your position, As a hoodwinking trick Tears trickling down Each of your cheek I saw you expressing A cooked up idea, An interviewee, On a so called Reputed media. A reputed media Ironically and terribly A probing knack That does lack. To media weak Unwilling To cross examine Whether the whole Truth you speak. “Why your likes— Terrorists TPLF juntas— Fired rockets To a neighboring state Intent a terror to create? Why you did the same On Eritrea To create In East Africa hysteria? “Why in Mia kadra Your likes —Genocide perpetrators— Massacring the feeble And unarmed civilians With a machete Expressed to what extent The Amhara race You hate.” “Why your likes —traitors—at The Ethio-Eriteria border You stabbed in the back many A national army member In the back, Worse waiting till It gets pitch dark? Salivating for arsenals Must you Your siblings attack? Is it to invite Self-defending soldiers From the border’s other side? Or is it running amok To enjoy in Eretria a free ride? Now playacting a victim Why you try the truth To hide?” “Why the likes of you —lechers— For about 3 decades You bled The country dry, Forcing millions Lamenting their fate With empty stomach die? Why including those who Hail from your ethnic Background, on safetynet Leaned for existence to date? I wonder how now You dare To show affectation Humanitarian issue In Tigray is in Your radar of care? With Laundered dollars, Abroad, stashed away Lavishly dishonest journalists You buy as it isn’t hard To get such guys today. A spoiled brat Mercenaries you hunt. Now, barefacedly Must you cry? “ ‘Doves are my Likes and I How failed you To pity us? Why?’ Akin a crocodile Loud you cry?” “Why atavism of All-brand The likes of you— Mafias— spread Throughout the land. While the blood Of the innocent is Fresh on your hand, You dream how For reinstating The despotic regime Another chance You could stand? “Why mentally sick The likes of you— Colonial legacy mongers, Vanguards of common wealth White supremacists – Disgustingly ingratiate In a way Unheard of to date Ready to receive And A to Z execute What they dictate? And to historic enemies A hand you lend A sign moral-wise You are clinically dead. “Why the likes of you— Political thugs— **** was your Characteristic feature? Mr. Director General To spice the interview Leave not Your ****** exploits That you most remember. Of course, tell us you can, While in power How many **** victims’ demonstration In Mekle You and your friends Conspired to ban. Yes **** is a Worst crime But registered weres Many such offences In your time. Yours ,sham media And dishonest lobbyists Unholy marriage Provokes the Innocents’ rage! ///

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I want to relive That moment why? An eighth grader I watched you A full-brown Chocolate rose On the stair sashay To a classroom On the row, While passing by. That moment Couldn’t forget I Till I die. I want to relive That moment why? In the dictionary of My childhood I added love Observing a girl child At her virginal beauty Leaping into womanhood What is more I understood Bewitching, swing From earth to sky A man’s feeling, And mood A metamorphosing Girl could. I want to relive That moment why? I dawned on me “From my love object Could I win A kiss?” Is what revolves A man’s axis. Also “How could I be On romance’s ball Before her eyes To stand tall?” I want to relive That moment why That day’s Fond memory In the cherished corner Of my heart I want to carry Along with my body The immortal feeling Men couldn’t bury. I want to relive That moment why I found it hard To study Unable to control The lower part Of my body.

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Apr 20, 2021

Apr 20, 2021 at 11:28 AM UTC

Fond memory

I want to relive That moment why? An eighth grader I watched you A full-brown Chocolate rose On the stair sashay To a classroom On the row, While passing by. That moment Couldn’t forget I Till I die. I want to relive That moment why? In the dictionary of My childhood I added love Observing a girl child At her virginal beauty Leaping into womanhood What is more I understood Bewitching, swing From earth to sky A man’s feeling, And mood A metamorphosing Girl could. I want to relive That moment why? I dawned on me “From my love object Could I win A kiss?” Is what revolves A man’s axis. Also “How could I be On romance’s ball Before her eyes To stand tall?” I want to relive That moment why That day’s Fond memory In the cherished corner Of my heart I want to carry Along with my body The immortal feeling Men couldn’t bury. I want to relive That moment why I found it hard To study Unable to control The lower part Of my body.

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Tying a string to loan Coercing a poor country, Under the yoke of poverty To squawk and groan, Also making The noose tighter, tighter So that aid it fails to garner, Allow a hypocrite donor To flog the receiver Into a restricted domain To every donor’s whim Saying “Amen.” Tragically, this way receiver’s Development wishes And growths’ talk Will go up in smoke. In such manner, With malfunctioned cog, Receiver turns The tail of the donor dog, . On the other hand, For donor’s Geopolitical advantage, With preferential treatment The ingratiating donor’s pet, Pampered, will enjoy Jealously -strewn Dream’s fulfillment To its heart’s content, While the pushover Smothered, maltreatments Has to suffer. It is such strings The pushover-made Ethiopia managed to cut To generate much-needed Over 5000 Megawatt. Megawatt, which commands, On the back, many a pat. In so doing Ethiopia has set an example Emerging countries Could realize Developmental take off By own dabble Ramming home donors’ Double standard is What they can Do without, while in Birth cry bout. Chopping the string With a self-esteem knife Ethiopia born GERD to life Tapping Abay (Blue Nile)— A confluence of rivers, Which are rife. Ethiopia is Tapping its gigantic river That originates from its soil To do away with women’s Back-breaking toil. Ethiopia is harnessing Its prodigal river To avoid fetching firewood, Chocked with smoke, To prepare food. Ethiopia is subduing Its God-bestowed river To outreach with light Students that study Late into the night For want of A reading lamp That use smoky lantern In far-flung corners of The country’s Schools’ map. Ethiopia is Forcing the river Yield a hand So that Nation’ demand Electricity— Mushrooming industries’ Lifeblood— Soon, will flow Like an irrigating flood. Ethiopia is Taming the wild river In a bid Environment-friendly GERD starts Generating hydropower soon To let the region enjoy The unprecedented boon. When GERD materializes, The heinous, covetous Donors’ pet , Which claims to date The river is Its exclusive right Will be Coerced to stop Eclipsing the country’s Affluence hope. The less privileged Round the globe Which are Under the same fate Ethiopia’s Development ****** Could emulate. Soon Ethiopia will Join the club Countries marked Industrial hub. You know something? Arm twisting Is the mystery of the string! So go for bootstrapping Use shoestring.

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Apr 8, 2021

Apr 8, 2021 at 3:38 AM UTC

From beacon of freedom to emblem of bootstrapping growth

Tying a string to loan Coercing a poor country, Under the yoke of poverty To squawk and groan, Also making The noose tighter, tighter So that aid it fails to garner, Allow a hypocrite donor To flog the receiver Into a restricted domain To every donor’s whim Saying “Amen.” Tragically, this way receiver’s Development wishes And growths’ talk Will go up in smoke. In such manner, With malfunctioned cog, Receiver turns The tail of the donor dog, . On the other hand, For donor’s Geopolitical advantage, With preferential treatment The ingratiating donor’s pet, Pampered, will enjoy Jealously -strewn Dream’s fulfillment To its heart’s content, While the pushover Smothered, maltreatments Has to suffer. It is such strings The pushover-made Ethiopia managed to cut To generate much-needed Over 5000 Megawatt. Megawatt, which commands, On the back, many a pat. In so doing Ethiopia has set an example Emerging countries Could realize Developmental take off By own dabble Ramming home donors’ Double standard is What they can Do without, while in Birth cry bout. Chopping the string With a self-esteem knife Ethiopia born GERD to life Tapping Abay (Blue Nile)— A confluence of rivers, Which are rife. Ethiopia is Tapping its gigantic river That originates from its soil To do away with women’s Back-breaking toil. Ethiopia is harnessing Its prodigal river To avoid fetching firewood, Chocked with smoke, To prepare food. Ethiopia is subduing Its God-bestowed river To outreach with light Students that study Late into the night For want of A reading lamp That use smoky lantern In far-flung corners of The country’s Schools’ map. Ethiopia is Forcing the river Yield a hand So that Nation’ demand Electricity— Mushrooming industries’ Lifeblood— Soon, will flow Like an irrigating flood. Ethiopia is Taming the wild river In a bid Environment-friendly GERD starts Generating hydropower soon To let the region enjoy The unprecedented boon. When GERD materializes, The heinous, covetous Donors’ pet , Which claims to date The river is Its exclusive right Will be Coerced to stop Eclipsing the country’s Affluence hope. The less privileged Round the globe Which are Under the same fate Ethiopia’s Development ****** Could emulate. Soon Ethiopia will Join the club Countries marked Industrial hub. You know something? Arm twisting Is the mystery of the string! So go for bootstrapping Use shoestring.

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For three reform years Engaged in a killing spree Not allowing citizens’ Mind for a second to be free Among ethnic & religious groups Creating and fomenting antipathy Of the highest degree We proved adamant Rejecting every peace plea. No wonder, no wonder We treated kneeled mothers With a cold shoulder, In such manner, we gave order “Do it. Go ahead **** the feeble, elderly Even every lacerating mother In her bed. Turn the land a river red With atrocity ‘TPLF made’.” About money worry Should we why? For three decades we ****** We bled the country dry. Dollars we dispatched abroad Stashing-away some in our abode. Promising African democracy On par with current Ghana, We chained some political prisoners With a hyena—our emblem In our ill-reputed political game. Many to subdue, Out of the framework of law We brought to life A score of Guantanamo bay Where numerous, underground, Were tortured night and day. As a junta When our mind threatened Us of a conscious pang On it, we put out our tongue. We were A living billboard of a terrorist But putting on a mask Many we blacklisted On the terrorist list In such a fashion The myopic—UN, EU IMF, WB— the offender For a victim admit. Massacre, genocide We committed with great passion Also exposing our own nation For a possible invasion. Odd as it may sound, attacking The national defense force In barracks out to keep border But defeated by a militia &ENDF We complain attack on our Ethnic group by a country yonder. Dealt a devastating blow Our moral has hit ever time low. During our heyday In our state the demonstration Of **** victims we used to ban But now reversing the talk Loud shout we can To the international community “Come up with ‘Stop **** spree In Tigray!’ decree” While in TPLF’s reign A single junta did **** girls fifty But none of us saw that Uncouth or naughty. “If accused Let alone bring him to court We could see him off to port!” We said. What is more By ENDF after defeat Before we retreat Let us release thugs to run amok And on Tigray’s rebuilding And stabilization wheels To insert a spoke. There is no organization No nation as UN, EU &US a fool But who seem cool. Fabricating lies We shall prove ourselves Innocent in their eyes. Abroad on demonstration square Shouting for help flat on our back To dupe the global community Let us try our luck. Of course, media outlets That deserved a high five Have fallen from grace, ‘cause for want of integrity Journalism has observably Made a nosedive. Unfortunately those Countries with integrity Could see through Our mask What a bad luck.///

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Mar 17, 2021

Mar 17, 2021 at 9:57 AM UTC

TPLF—the mourning killer

For three reform years Engaged in a killing spree Not allowing citizens’ Mind for a second to be free Among ethnic & religious groups Creating and fomenting antipathy Of the highest degree We proved adamant Rejecting every peace plea. No wonder, no wonder We treated kneeled mothers With a cold shoulder, In such manner, we gave order “Do it. Go ahead **** the feeble, elderly Even every lacerating mother In her bed. Turn the land a river red With atrocity ‘TPLF made’.” About money worry Should we why? For three decades we ****** We bled the country dry. Dollars we dispatched abroad Stashing-away some in our abode. Promising African democracy On par with current Ghana, We chained some political prisoners With a hyena—our emblem In our ill-reputed political game. Many to subdue, Out of the framework of law We brought to life A score of Guantanamo bay Where numerous, underground, Were tortured night and day. As a junta When our mind threatened Us of a conscious pang On it, we put out our tongue. We were A living billboard of a terrorist But putting on a mask Many we blacklisted On the terrorist list In such a fashion The myopic—UN, EU IMF, WB— the offender For a victim admit. Massacre, genocide We committed with great passion Also exposing our own nation For a possible invasion. Odd as it may sound, attacking The national defense force In barracks out to keep border But defeated by a militia &ENDF We complain attack on our Ethnic group by a country yonder. Dealt a devastating blow Our moral has hit ever time low. During our heyday In our state the demonstration Of **** victims we used to ban But now reversing the talk Loud shout we can To the international community “Come up with ‘Stop **** spree In Tigray!’ decree” While in TPLF’s reign A single junta did **** girls fifty But none of us saw that Uncouth or naughty. “If accused Let alone bring him to court We could see him off to port!” We said. What is more By ENDF after defeat Before we retreat Let us release thugs to run amok And on Tigray’s rebuilding And stabilization wheels To insert a spoke. There is no organization No nation as UN, EU &US a fool But who seem cool. Fabricating lies We shall prove ourselves Innocent in their eyes. Abroad on demonstration square Shouting for help flat on our back To dupe the global community Let us try our luck. Of course, media outlets That deserved a high five Have fallen from grace, ‘cause for want of integrity Journalism has observably Made a nosedive. Unfortunately those Countries with integrity Could see through Our mask What a bad luck.///

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( Emperor Menilik II) An enemy That covets Your land, your Gold-bestowed Natural wealth And your wife Creating a strife Stripping you of Your liberty And identity Is all out To mar your life! This blatant aggression Standing together It is better we deter. So, if intentionally Or otherwise On you, if I might Have posed A grievance To date, I ask apology Let us bury The hatchet. Among us, An axe to grind For a divisive wedge An enemy cruel & wild Must not find. Thus, while In full command Of your health If you fail To march To the front I will take that To the dignity of Our sovereign nation And me An affront. I swear to God I swear to God Up on return There is No restraint My anger My punitive Measures against Such malingers Back to hold. Of course, We need The prayer Of the feeble And the old, The heavily-armed Invading army When we fight Supper bold. I assure you By the grace Of God Victory for us Is what The future hold. (The Chief of the provision wing) Women of the nation Pull your sleeves; As provision Dry food— Roasted chickpeas Roasted peas Dry meat— If you prepare It will be good. Also to boost Immunity in The original way Prepare and ready Garlic, red chili And ginger In a form of A powder. (The principal of transport) Array pack animals Provisions to transport From every corner Of the nation, The palace To the battlefront. S/he who has A horse or a mule Must come along With some hays For its fuel. (The master of musicians) Take on board Musical instrumentalists Vocalists, who War songs that chant About victory At hand not hesitant. (Traditional Health Professionals) Also take aboard Women, herbalists That will nurse The wounded Back into shape Also the recuperating To fight back Who help. (The logistic head) Our resource gap to fill While in the battle mill We have to take along Bullet swaggers Ammunition repairers. Utilizing such skill Would allow us With limited resource More troops to **** This way The cavalry And infantry Will fight About logistic With little worry. (Menilik II) Let us march Let us march To the place of Showdown To write Golden history Like Golead & David That has no match! Let us be A standard bearer If united Freedom fighters Could a giant enemy Like Goliad deter. On my sword I have engraved Menilik’s power Is Almighty God So behold Those who pick Against the peaceful A sword Will perish by The sword. About colonization As I earlier grabbed The import I had accessed Enough arsenal Via the port. If divide & conquer Is their aim With Ethiopians’ Oneness &unity I will foil Their game They will have Themselves to blame. In the meantime King Aba Jifar Taking over inland Maladministration, disorder Will bar In such a way Ethiopians’ chemistry Will be heard Wide and far.///

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Feb 23, 2021

Feb 23, 2021 at 9:12 AM UTC

The march to Adwa, at Addis Ababa’s northern gate

( Emperor Menilik II) An enemy That covets Your land, your Gold-bestowed Natural wealth And your wife Creating a strife Stripping you of Your liberty And identity Is all out To mar your life! This blatant aggression Standing together It is better we deter. So, if intentionally Or otherwise On you, if I might Have posed A grievance To date, I ask apology Let us bury The hatchet. Among us, An axe to grind For a divisive wedge An enemy cruel & wild Must not find. Thus, while In full command Of your health If you fail To march To the front I will take that To the dignity of Our sovereign nation And me An affront. I swear to God I swear to God Up on return There is No restraint My anger My punitive Measures against Such malingers Back to hold. Of course, We need The prayer Of the feeble And the old, The heavily-armed Invading army When we fight Supper bold. I assure you By the grace Of God Victory for us Is what The future hold. (The Chief of the provision wing) Women of the nation Pull your sleeves; As provision Dry food— Roasted chickpeas Roasted peas Dry meat— If you prepare It will be good. Also to boost Immunity in The original way Prepare and ready Garlic, red chili And ginger In a form of A powder. (The principal of transport) Array pack animals Provisions to transport From every corner Of the nation, The palace To the battlefront. S/he who has A horse or a mule Must come along With some hays For its fuel. (The master of musicians) Take on board Musical instrumentalists Vocalists, who War songs that chant About victory At hand not hesitant. (Traditional Health Professionals) Also take aboard Women, herbalists That will nurse The wounded Back into shape Also the recuperating To fight back Who help. (The logistic head) Our resource gap to fill While in the battle mill We have to take along Bullet swaggers Ammunition repairers. Utilizing such skill Would allow us With limited resource More troops to **** This way The cavalry And infantry Will fight About logistic With little worry. (Menilik II) Let us march Let us march To the place of Showdown To write Golden history Like Golead & David That has no match! Let us be A standard bearer If united Freedom fighters Could a giant enemy Like Goliad deter. On my sword I have engraved Menilik’s power Is Almighty God So behold Those who pick Against the peaceful A sword Will perish by The sword. About colonization As I earlier grabbed The import I had accessed Enough arsenal Via the port. If divide & conquer Is their aim With Ethiopians’ Oneness &unity I will foil Their game They will have Themselves to blame. In the meantime King Aba Jifar Taking over inland Maladministration, disorder Will bar In such a way Ethiopians’ chemistry Will be heard Wide and far.///

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How could I, The double-faced WHO’s current leader, On par with A chieftain Brigade general, Tightlipped attend My diabolic Party’s funeral? Though for My criminal Party’s tragic end, Bereaved, I have to sob, I must labor To garner The pity of The credulous, elites As well as The mob Round the globe. At the same time Dollars I have To underwrite In a bid remaining Impish junta members Beef up their might Armed again To wage a fight! After ENDF’s law Enforcement operation, “I know not The whereabouts of My nephew, In Micadra’s massacre, Who might have Victimized a few!” Blood is thicker Than water Thus about Genocide victims Why should I bother? By defector as I’m also A victimizer. I forgot I’ve to seek A scapegoat, Though it was The junta Who released thugs And cut throats Before defeat So that They could Run amok To wreak havoc **** & looting— I will dish out stories In order hints not To the gun the smoke! If handsomely paid Some media outlets Could reverse the talk.

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Feb 11, 2021

Feb 11, 2021 at 11:09 AM UTC

Crocodile tears

How could I, The double-faced WHO’s current leader, On par with A chieftain Brigade general, Tightlipped attend My diabolic Party’s funeral? Though for My criminal Party’s tragic end, Bereaved, I have to sob, I must labor To garner The pity of The credulous, elites As well as The mob Round the globe. At the same time Dollars I have To underwrite In a bid remaining Impish junta members Beef up their might Armed again To wage a fight! After ENDF’s law Enforcement operation, “I know not The whereabouts of My nephew, In Micadra’s massacre, Who might have Victimized a few!” Blood is thicker Than water Thus about Genocide victims Why should I bother? By defector as I’m also A victimizer. I forgot I’ve to seek A scapegoat, Though it was The junta Who released thugs And cut throats Before defeat So that They could Run amok To wreak havoc **** & looting— I will dish out stories In order hints not To the gun the smoke! If handsomely paid Some media outlets Could reverse the talk.

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