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musimwa
musimwa
South Africa
Kikuyana land: The men are castrated, Their minds greased with darkness, In the hope of productivity And keeping alive Big Daddy... Upon the hungry and powerless, Violence is an national anthem in Kikuyana land. Vampire prey upon their own kin and blood. And are capped heroes of the struggle. Kikuyana land has vomited its own; Now dining with the former Pharaoh. The onions of Egypt aren't bad after all.......
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Jun 15, 2017
Jun 15, 2017 at 3:49 AM UTC
Kikuyana Land.
Memoirs in Diaspora….. The Egypt I miss; Had bread basket filled, bottled butter Mouth watering sliced salted spiced snacks, Vast garlic gotten from government grocers, Onions, olives and countable orphans, Gracious graduates donned in fitting gowns. No pick-pocketing pirate police…… Even though we wailed upon Pharaohs’ whips Stomachs were stuck with solid meals. Is Moses’ Canaan carrying a curse? I can’t help wondering.
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Jun 15, 2017
Jun 15, 2017 at 3:47 AM UTC
Memoirs in Diaspora
Back to the basics. They will tell you about money; All the goodies it has power over The jets,ferraris , benz, Holiday in Disneyland or Wonderland Good will mistresses among others. But they wont tell you about books That have lifted up souls and shaped kingdoms. They will tell you about secrets Too sacred to mention. The shady deals that fatten wallets All quick-rich-scam schemes, Even tested and proven niceties But they wont tell you about books Whose warmth turned swords into ploughshares Spears into pruning hooks. They will tell you about fashion; Addias, Nike, Puma, converse The exorbitant price they call for, The prestige, pride and position For all faithful trendsetters and keepers But they wont tell you about books Which ignite creativity and innovation to ***** success. They will tell about the anointed ones Thou shall not touch the anointed Who preach water as they gabble wine Their sleek livelihood Their gullible congregants. But they wont tell you about books Where ignorance will slashed, packed be buried or good. My son, many are speakers, this world carries; Empty cans that make the loudest noise. If you desire knowledge, then read. Read. Read And READ!
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Jun 15, 2017
Jun 15, 2017 at 3:46 AM UTC
Back to the basics
Bring our Girls Back! (For Mr. President upon hearing that America will send its BOYS TO NIGERIA.) http://www.nbcnews.com/news/video/obama-says-u-s-will-help-nigerian-government-find-missing-n98596 Mr. President, so have I heard; You have allowed our boys To board the first flight to Nigeria And demand Boko Haram to have sense And release the belles to us! Great! Your Excellency isn’t late, I guess. Tell the boys will to entertain the abductors with smoking sticks. Like what they did in Iraq, remember. They danced sense till a bearded man came under earth. Advise the boy to use fishing rods. Even Osama Bin Laden was no fishy fish to hide. The pilotless planes, your Excellency are the best. I heard Afghanistan had songs composed for them. If the worst comes to the west, Mr President; Encouraged the boys to gas them in their holes. Aaah, Syria told me this, sir. Bring our Girls Back! 7 May 2014
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Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 1:53 AM UTC
Bring Our Girls Back