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Baraka Ngeleja Mar 2017
I LOVE MAMA
Nine months
Gestation in her womb
No matter daddy was away
She loves me, No body can try
Stands for my life like advocate
No one can appeal
Teach all ways I use
Stopping me endure any abuse
I call her mom, replies "my child"
Even if love ends, for you NEVER.

   MY STEP MOTHER, MY EVETHING
Love speaks when you care
I feel lucky coz your are here
Since childhood now am adult
All works you do just for me
Even time of storms and decay
I live in your heart, I owe you
I love you my stepmother

    REST IN PEACE MAMA
Rest in eternal peace life
Though God love you more
I love you-know
My only mother, stimuli of my life
Some years now
My eyes full of tears
Can't see you-far you pass
I use wisdom you impart
And all memories on you
Heaven light be your guide.

     A WOMAN, A WIFE.
She makes me feel a human
As Gemini look we live
I the King, see she cares much
She is my queen I respect
At any cost
She cries of me
Calls me dear, I replies darling
This woman stands to my life
I declare she is my wife
Love speaks when you care.

    TO ALL WOMEN.
Behold!!
You women real, pukka
No man can ruin you
Only if you take
Take your part
I love you all.
This poem is dedication to all women .
Baraka Ngeleja Mar 2017
"Enunciate lies"
If you need justice.
Lawyers need bribes
Courtyard ignores judgement
No rights to speak
Offender isn't solon.
To prevail
In the court
Eat with Court mates .
Baraka Ngeleja Feb 2017
You leave a mark
Within my heart pact
I was a man luck
Now a wondered bat
No can find like you
Not natural beauty your heart new
Now all love I lost for you
Neo-blind I, is your tears curse me?
So longer I live with my boo
Your face reflects on mine too.
Baraka Ngeleja Feb 2017
Desire....

To see political preaches democracy
Of which dectated by African leaders
To see religious demonstrate humanity
Of which corrupted by African saint's
To see the country stops corruption
Of which entertained by African people
To see African children work as precious
Of which riches use them as labourers
To see African culture as valued as black color
Of which African people forget their identity
To see former leaders stand for patriotic
Of which currently leaders adopt Westernism
To see education reaches it's destination
Of which forbidden by Africans societies
To see this poem everybody reads
Of which writing ignores by Africans.

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