#ethiopia - Hello Poetry

In Ethiopia it's so beautiful and The mountains reach so high With coffee's warm cheer Ethiopian culture sincere A treasure in Africa's light. Ethiopian Women Are Been Sterilised In Israel.

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Aug 3, 2025

Aug 3, 2025 at 1:25 PM UTC

david-p-carroll

Ethiopia 🇪🇹

In Ethiopia it's so beautiful and The mountains reach so high With coffee's warm cheer Ethiopian culture sincere A treasure in Africa's light. Ethiopian Women Are Been Sterilised In Israel.

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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

alem-hailu-gkristos

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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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

alem-hailu-gkristos

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

alem-hailu-gkristos

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

alem-hailu-gkristos

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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A hatred fiend, Playacting a votary Of democracy and federalism To a gluttonous end, “Unless we grip The rein of power Driving a divisive wedge Along religious and Ethnic lines, also Orchestrating terror Every hour, See to every evil We shall Till the wind of change Blowing over the nation Suffers reversal.” “On the world-acclaimed Change drive We shall inflict Every possible harm So that flouted it runs Out of charm! Using a Facebook army On par with Tsunami We shall trigger And foment conflicts And make This and that ethnic groups Arch enemy. Slaying toddlers, Senior citizens And women, with The bun in the oven, Shock we shall Create often!” "Also with 'We are victims' clamor Seeking for a stalemate, Global-pity a door We intend to continue A victor. To deflect attention From a government-junta Crackdown To neighboring country’s town Firing rockets far Dragging it into war We shall internationalize The fight Conveying our diabolic move Is right! Though unheard of in history We shall splice In unholy marriage With any enemy Of the country. Also from its back The national defense force, Guarding the boundary And us Its forehead In the crosshair mark, Revoltingly We shall attack! Though this makes us Selfish, our ethnic Groups we shall use As a human shield A daunting influence On citizens-cherishing Government to wield."////

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Nov 17, 2020

Nov 17, 2020 at 8:07 AM UTC

alem-hailu-gkristos

TPLF outperforming Satan

A hatred fiend, Playacting a votary Of democracy and federalism To a gluttonous end, “Unless we grip The rein of power Driving a divisive wedge Along religious and Ethnic lines, also Orchestrating terror Every hour, See to every evil We shall Till the wind of change Blowing over the nation Suffers reversal.” “On the world-acclaimed Change drive We shall inflict Every possible harm So that flouted it runs Out of charm! Using a Facebook army On par with Tsunami We shall trigger And foment conflicts And make This and that ethnic groups Arch enemy. Slaying toddlers, Senior citizens And women, with The bun in the oven, Shock we shall Create often!” "Also with 'We are victims' clamor Seeking for a stalemate, Global-pity a door We intend to continue A victor. To deflect attention From a government-junta Crackdown To neighboring country’s town Firing rockets far Dragging it into war We shall internationalize The fight Conveying our diabolic move Is right! Though unheard of in history We shall splice In unholy marriage With any enemy Of the country. Also from its back The national defense force, Guarding the boundary And us Its forehead In the crosshair mark, Revoltingly We shall attack! Though this makes us Selfish, our ethnic Groups we shall use As a human shield A daunting influence On citizens-cherishing Government to wield."////

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want a new addiction, want to fall victim explain to me: why do dem females have similar names? i was blacklisted and then i got promoted all my poems were burned by me and i destroyed all my novels, dramas and stories blog entries, essays and term paperz... and every time i closed my eyes, i stopped existing the creature of the night, ******* of da city fundamental, livin' under mental conditionz chanukka and christmaz, gimme me three minutez: imma be, stay and i'll have claimed my spot in it no matter where ya at, anthony and antwone, italo-africanz, meet dem boyz, cry, run, but die no room for da shy, da law of the chosen few 8000 family memberz, nationwide and global and don't they dare to fukk around -- we alwayz local

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Nov 2, 2020

Nov 2, 2020 at 12:13 AM UTC

maxneumann

The Family

want a new addiction, want to fall victim explain to me: why do dem females have similar names? i was blacklisted and then i got promoted all my poems were burned by me and i destroyed all my novels, dramas and stories blog entries, essays and term paperz... and every time i closed my eyes, i stopped existing the creature of the night, ******* of da city fundamental, livin' under mental conditionz chanukka and christmaz, gimme me three minutez: imma be, stay and i'll have claimed my spot in it no matter where ya at, anthony and antwone, italo-africanz, meet dem boyz, cry, run, but die no room for da shy, da law of the chosen few 8000 family memberz, nationwide and global and don't they dare to fukk around -- we alwayz local

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"Egypt will blow up The Grand Ethiopian Renaissance Dam! Ethiopia ,a symbol of Pan Africanism, Could forget Its development map, For Egypt will help Carry on colonial legacy In to the future," So did A verbal dosido The ill-famed abuser. "We dote on Egypt, Terror sowing In Ethiopia. Ironically a terrorist My self I will strike out Sudan from terrorist Blacklist If it sides Egypt This is my edict!"

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Oct 23, 2020

Oct 23, 2020 at 6:41 PM UTC

alem-hailu-gkristos

The imbecile's verbal dosido(Poet's note added)

"Egypt will blow up The Grand Ethiopian Renaissance Dam! Ethiopia ,a symbol of Pan Africanism, Could forget Its development map, For Egypt will help Carry on colonial legacy In to the future," So did A verbal dosido The ill-famed abuser. "We dote on Egypt, Terror sowing In Ethiopia. Ironically a terrorist My self I will strike out Sudan from terrorist Blacklist If it sides Egypt This is my edict!"

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Despite Blue-Nile -lower-riparian countries' clamor For possible dearth Of water So that GERD, condemned, A reversal suffer They are now inundated By the river. Had GERD not been Born to life Imagine how their Plight could be rife! See how the stance of So called a great leader With a brain of a bird Proved absurd.

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Sep 8, 2020

Sep 8, 2020 at 11:09 PM UTC

alem-hailu-gkristos

A false positive

Despite Blue-Nile -lower-riparian countries' clamor For possible dearth Of water So that GERD, condemned, A reversal suffer They are now inundated By the river. Had GERD not been Born to life Imagine how their Plight could be rife! See how the stance of So called a great leader With a brain of a bird Proved absurd.

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We are afraid As we give you aid We have the liberty To maneuver your head To the extent your are Deprived a go ahead To tend Your self-development And self -reliance Seedbed. "When money speaks the truth is silent" If you want to continue Our client Remember you're macilent So try not to be violent Fighting back with" Though I'm poor I 'm somebody!" 'Cause, snobbish, we may prefer This budy from that budy. Don't be naughty There is nothing As such inviolable Sovereignty. A budy That does not Help better optimize Our advantage Shoddy, could not Come to the same page. Note also We could pull strings And to loan givers tell "When we speak Wag your tail!"

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Sep 5, 2020

Sep 5, 2020 at 7:48 AM UTC

alem-hailu-gkristos

Pat Ethiopia on the back than stab it in the back

We are afraid As we give you aid We have the liberty To maneuver your head To the extent your are Deprived a go ahead To tend Your self-development And self -reliance Seedbed. "When money speaks the truth is silent" If you want to continue Our client Remember you're macilent So try not to be violent Fighting back with" Though I'm poor I 'm somebody!" 'Cause, snobbish, we may prefer This budy from that budy. Don't be naughty There is nothing As such inviolable Sovereignty. A budy That does not Help better optimize Our advantage Shoddy, could not Come to the same page. Note also We could pull strings And to loan givers tell "When we speak Wag your tail!"

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A poetic drama (One Scene) ( Egypt’s parliamentary farce) (The spokesperson on the presidium strikes the table with a wooden hammer and asks for order. Participants become quiet. Raise your hands and reflect your views on today’s point of argument— The Grand Ethiopian Renaissance Dam (GERD ) on Blue Nile. Various people representatives raise hands, The spokesman says let us start with Mr. Hydrologist over there.) Egypt’s globally Topmost voluminous Underground Reserve of water We could use later. So via our media outlets It is better We dupe The global community with Much-touted chatter “To Egyptians Demand of water To cater Blue Nile is A life and Death matter! As thicker than blood Is water! ” Of course, From the Mediterranean Or Red Sea We could extract, desalinate And use water, But why should We talk about that? We better Ask on Blue Nile A farfetched exclusive right. Though hydropower dam Has no significant harm We shall flout it In a way it runs Out of charm. As the Nobel peace winner Premier Abiy Ahmed put it "Almost all Egyptians Enjoy the supply of electricity, While over half of Ethiopians Are thirsty of such necessity. Tragically, to date Using a lamp Covers most of Ethiopia's map. For the rational, It is a source of worry Innumerable Ethiopian mothers Still on their backs carry Backbreaking firewood So that go to school Their children could. What we say Is if you are remiss to help don't stand on our way While we're flapping wings From fettering poverty To break away!" Also via a conduit Diverting Blue Nile Across the Sahara desert A financial return Egypt could get That delights its heart. The water from Upstream countries We do not buy But paradoxically sell it We shouldn’t why? Like Israel Using drip irrigation Must not Draw our attention. We shall be extravagant For Blue Nile’s water Is abundant. Unchecked lavishly It must flow! Pertaining to that We have to remain adamant. Also, the Silt accumulation In Aswan dam Could be disastrous The outcome, Yet we have To cry foul This challenge-averting GERD must not soon Generate region- much-needed power! Though it is 50 % of the Annual trans boundary Water outflow Other water-generating countries Are willing to let go Unwilling anything below, Kind Ethiopia ventures Holding only 13% of The yearly flow to follow, However, ingratitude Must feature our attitude. This may Provoke a dismay But attention We shall not pay. (A tumultuous applause shook the parliament. Once more the spokesman asks for order. Then he invites a former diplomat saying “ it is your turn.”) Once, by famine hit When Ethiopia asked “Help me not why?”, While others extended help, Mocking, we did turn A blind eye. As our former bent Whenever Ethiopia Seeks grant From international Development Institutions On grounds of Fighting poverty and drought, Greasing palms We shall bring Ethiopia’s plans to harness Blue Nile to naught! Use we shall Many a phony diplomat With a tongue of honey And a heart of gall. Tact we do not lack So cautiously, Our sanctimonious mask Our targets May not hack, All out We shall engage in Self-selling talk! From all things that fall In the technical matrices We shall make a sham politics. (He sits enjoying a standing ovation. The spokesman invites a representative with a military background.) We shall blow our Trumpet in the air “In lieu of The reasonable 3 years, Cooperatively, From 4 to 6 years To fill the dam If Ethiopians dare, War on it We shall declare! Barefacedly claiming Fifteen to 20 years Is what is fair! In such infeasible way Before it sees the day’s light GERD will suffer blight.” (He hiccups and continues) “With a bellicose bent To remind ourselves Deliberately we shall fail So many times Ethiopia Chased out every Egypt’s invading army Between its legs Shoveled its tail. (Ex. Isma'il Pasha/ 1874 –1876 Gundet &Gura March 7–9, 1876) But why should we care Arsenal support Hypocrites, who want to exploit In the Middle East Egypt’s political purport, Will bring to our port. The current catchphrase "I can't breathe" Demonstrates hypocrites' Justice has no teeth! We shall Continue to brag About GERD’s full actualization Foot to drag. I’m afraid If we strike GERD, On Aswan dam Ethiopia will certainly inflict A similar harm. Its infantry Acid-tested hero Within finger-counted days Will march into Cairo. Its top official or One from its mob Cold blow up in Egypt a bomb. We have to understand As its former PM Meles put it “It is not Its football squad Ethiopia will deploy On the terrain rough When the going Gets tough!” We shouldn't worry We have no history Of battle front victory. Poking our nose here and there (Sudan, Somalia, Yemen, Libiya, Palestine, Israel) We shall make political trouble As we are averse to self -politics burgeoning dabble. (He sat after enjoying a heartwarming laughter from the audience. The spokesman himself could not help unzipping his lips and invites a hoary headed historian.) Subjects of colonization It is our Historic right For the hanging-over Mentality of predators To fight “Gobbling down All resources Is our right!” We shall espouse Unjust and inequitable deal “Ethiopia fairly GERD must not fill!” We must gamble Regarding the water division There has to be a deal That serves our colonial Legacy a sign and seal. There is nothing we hate Than the following sentiment Pan Africanists activate. "We have to get Behind our back Days dark!" (He sits accompanied by an affirmative nods. The spokesman invited Miss Environmentalist "it is your turn." "Thank you for the opportunity," she said and standing she scanned the congregants before speaking) In parrying evaporation GRERD being built in a gorge Than Aswan Dam In the desert Draws better attention. Though logical, This we do not wish to hear So we shall turn a deaf ear Saying “Your nuisance We no longer bear!” Of course To avoid siltation In GERD Also to ensure The continuous flow of water Towards Green development Ethiopia is making an unprecedented & Unflagging movement. Yes , Yes Green development Draws rain Though that is To our gain From expressing Appreciation to Ethiopia’s timely move We shall refrain. From the voice of Sagacious leaders of Africa It is better To heed a hypocrite From America; That could not be a shame In the political game. (She takes a seat enjoying a high five. The spokesman invites a parliamentarian who is a member of the Arab league.) As Sudan poses A rational gait Its voice has weight. Our sugar-coated talk It may not buy Hence, the fuel-intoxicated Gluttonous Arab League Its voice Needs to raise high. White supremacists Must try hard To sweet talk Sudan To our side. Otherwise Creating political heat In to two its people We have to split To unseat Its incumbent president Popular support that ride. This insidious tide From Sudanese mob We have to hide! We have a toy League That doesn’t ask itself “ Why War-fleeing Arabs , Shunned by Arabs, Seek a safe haven Under Ethiopia’s sky? Why of all In Prophet Mohammed's eyes Ethiopia stands tall?” That no one could deny But we must Neither wonder nor ponder “Why For own advantage Arabs-eating-Arabs That commit Political suicide Could not Stand by The reasonable Ones’ side?” Creating this and That pretext We shall derail The all-out task To bring GERD’s to end, At long last To make it As good as dead. Why should we care? If Ethiopia or the region is Thirsty of hydropower In so far as Our conceited Pride remains In glory tower. Moreover if soured Pushed to the end or angry Reflect we must not Ethiopians could tame Its this or that tributary. (When a wealthy merchant raised his hand the spokesman gave him a green light to speak.) Pampering with money Fifth columnists cruel Let us keep on using In Ethiopia As runs the adage Divide and rule, Along ethnic And religious lines To drive a wedge So that Ethiopians will not Come to the same page, While turmoil in their country Opts to rage. We could ignore the fact Ethiopians soon display Unity and solidarity When threatened gets Nation’s sovereignty. In Ethio-Somali war Ethiopians Karamara’s Victory Talks loud such history. I'm afraid Our divisive action could Bring together Ethiopians, Be it on left or right end, Their sovereignty to defend. Robbed of Their alluvial soil By a prodigal river Ethiopia’s farmers Undergo a hard toil If we are asked for that Compensation to pay “No!” We have to say. Note that Using industrialization Like Japan Develop we can Than irrigating A- scorching-sun -smoldered land Full of sand. As the jealously insane What should worry Egypt Must not be what it could lose But Ethiopia gain. What I fear In the diplomatic arena With GERD Ethiopia Will come forth Shifting gear. When Ethiopians' development Proceeds apace Ethiopia could Egypt displace. So on its development We have to pose a roadblock Or a spoke. . (This much farce is enough for today .Parliament is dismissed says the spokesman.)////////

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Apr 7, 2020

Apr 7, 2020 at 8:30 AM UTC

alem-hailu-gkristos

No more masks(Revised 2)

A poetic drama (One Scene) ( Egypt’s parliamentary farce) (The spokesperson on the presidium strikes the table with a wooden hammer and asks for order. Participants become quiet. Raise your hands and reflect your views on today’s point of argument— The Grand Ethiopian Renaissance Dam (GERD ) on Blue Nile. Various people representatives raise hands, The spokesman says let us start with Mr. Hydrologist over there.) Egypt’s globally Topmost voluminous Underground Reserve of water We could use later. So via our media outlets It is better We dupe The global community with Much-touted chatter “To Egyptians Demand of water To cater Blue Nile is A life and Death matter! As thicker than blood Is water! ” Of course, From the Mediterranean Or Red Sea We could extract, desalinate And use water, But why should We talk about that? We better Ask on Blue Nile A farfetched exclusive right. Though hydropower dam Has no significant harm We shall flout it In a way it runs Out of charm. As the Nobel peace winner Premier Abiy Ahmed put it "Almost all Egyptians Enjoy the supply of electricity, While over half of Ethiopians Are thirsty of such necessity. Tragically, to date Using a lamp Covers most of Ethiopia's map. For the rational, It is a source of worry Innumerable Ethiopian mothers Still on their backs carry Backbreaking firewood So that go to school Their children could. What we say Is if you are remiss to help don't stand on our way While we're flapping wings From fettering poverty To break away!" Also via a conduit Diverting Blue Nile Across the Sahara desert A financial return Egypt could get That delights its heart. The water from Upstream countries We do not buy But paradoxically sell it We shouldn’t why? Like Israel Using drip irrigation Must not Draw our attention. We shall be extravagant For Blue Nile’s water Is abundant. Unchecked lavishly It must flow! Pertaining to that We have to remain adamant. Also, the Silt accumulation In Aswan dam Could be disastrous The outcome, Yet we have To cry foul This challenge-averting GERD must not soon Generate region- much-needed power! Though it is 50 % of the Annual trans boundary Water outflow Other water-generating countries Are willing to let go Unwilling anything below, Kind Ethiopia ventures Holding only 13% of The yearly flow to follow, However, ingratitude Must feature our attitude. This may Provoke a dismay But attention We shall not pay. (A tumultuous applause shook the parliament. Once more the spokesman asks for order. Then he invites a former diplomat saying “ it is your turn.”) Once, by famine hit When Ethiopia asked “Help me not why?”, While others extended help, Mocking, we did turn A blind eye. As our former bent Whenever Ethiopia Seeks grant From international Development Institutions On grounds of Fighting poverty and drought, Greasing palms We shall bring Ethiopia’s plans to harness Blue Nile to naught! Use we shall Many a phony diplomat With a tongue of honey And a heart of gall. Tact we do not lack So cautiously, Our sanctimonious mask Our targets May not hack, All out We shall engage in Self-selling talk! From all things that fall In the technical matrices We shall make a sham politics. (He sits enjoying a standing ovation. The spokesman invites a representative with a military background.) We shall blow our Trumpet in the air “In lieu of The reasonable 3 years, Cooperatively, From 4 to 6 years To fill the dam If Ethiopians dare, War on it We shall declare! Barefacedly claiming Fifteen to 20 years Is what is fair! In such infeasible way Before it sees the day’s light GERD will suffer blight.” (He hiccups and continues) “With a bellicose bent To remind ourselves Deliberately we shall fail So many times Ethiopia Chased out every Egypt’s invading army Between its legs Shoveled its tail. (Ex. Isma'il Pasha/ 1874 –1876 Gundet &Gura March 7–9, 1876) But why should we care Arsenal support Hypocrites, who want to exploit In the Middle East Egypt’s political purport, Will bring to our port. The current catchphrase "I can't breathe" Demonstrates hypocrites' Justice has no teeth! We shall Continue to brag About GERD’s full actualization Foot to drag. I’m afraid If we strike GERD, On Aswan dam Ethiopia will certainly inflict A similar harm. Its infantry Acid-tested hero Within finger-counted days Will march into Cairo. Its top official or One from its mob Cold blow up in Egypt a bomb. We have to understand As its former PM Meles put it “It is not Its football squad Ethiopia will deploy On the terrain rough When the going Gets tough!” We shouldn't worry We have no history Of battle front victory. Poking our nose here and there (Sudan, Somalia, Yemen, Libiya, Palestine, Israel) We shall make political trouble As we are averse to self -politics burgeoning dabble. (He sat after enjoying a heartwarming laughter from the audience. The spokesman himself could not help unzipping his lips and invites a hoary headed historian.) Subjects of colonization It is our Historic right For the hanging-over Mentality of predators To fight “Gobbling down All resources Is our right!” We shall espouse Unjust and inequitable deal “Ethiopia fairly GERD must not fill!” We must gamble Regarding the water division There has to be a deal That serves our colonial Legacy a sign and seal. There is nothing we hate Than the following sentiment Pan Africanists activate. "We have to get Behind our back Days dark!" (He sits accompanied by an affirmative nods. The spokesman invited Miss Environmentalist "it is your turn." "Thank you for the opportunity," she said and standing she scanned the congregants before speaking) In parrying evaporation GRERD being built in a gorge Than Aswan Dam In the desert Draws better attention. Though logical, This we do not wish to hear So we shall turn a deaf ear Saying “Your nuisance We no longer bear!” Of course To avoid siltation In GERD Also to ensure The continuous flow of water Towards Green development Ethiopia is making an unprecedented & Unflagging movement. Yes , Yes Green development Draws rain Though that is To our gain From expressing Appreciation to Ethiopia’s timely move We shall refrain. From the voice of Sagacious leaders of Africa It is better To heed a hypocrite From America; That could not be a shame In the political game. (She takes a seat enjoying a high five. The spokesman invites a parliamentarian who is a member of the Arab league.) As Sudan poses A rational gait Its voice has weight. Our sugar-coated talk It may not buy Hence, the fuel-intoxicated Gluttonous Arab League Its voice Needs to raise high. White supremacists Must try hard To sweet talk Sudan To our side. Otherwise Creating political heat In to two its people We have to split To unseat Its incumbent president Popular support that ride. This insidious tide From Sudanese mob We have to hide! We have a toy League That doesn’t ask itself “ Why War-fleeing Arabs , Shunned by Arabs, Seek a safe haven Under Ethiopia’s sky? Why of all In Prophet Mohammed's eyes Ethiopia stands tall?” That no one could deny But we must Neither wonder nor ponder “Why For own advantage Arabs-eating-Arabs That commit Political suicide Could not Stand by The reasonable Ones’ side?” Creating this and That pretext We shall derail The all-out task To bring GERD’s to end, At long last To make it As good as dead. Why should we care? If Ethiopia or the region is Thirsty of hydropower In so far as Our conceited Pride remains In glory tower. Moreover if soured Pushed to the end or angry Reflect we must not Ethiopians could tame Its this or that tributary. (When a wealthy merchant raised his hand the spokesman gave him a green light to speak.) Pampering with money Fifth columnists cruel Let us keep on using In Ethiopia As runs the adage Divide and rule, Along ethnic And religious lines To drive a wedge So that Ethiopians will not Come to the same page, While turmoil in their country Opts to rage. We could ignore the fact Ethiopians soon display Unity and solidarity When threatened gets Nation’s sovereignty. In Ethio-Somali war Ethiopians Karamara’s Victory Talks loud such history. I'm afraid Our divisive action could Bring together Ethiopians, Be it on left or right end, Their sovereignty to defend. Robbed of Their alluvial soil By a prodigal river Ethiopia’s farmers Undergo a hard toil If we are asked for that Compensation to pay “No!” We have to say. Note that Using industrialization Like Japan Develop we can Than irrigating A- scorching-sun -smoldered land Full of sand. As the jealously insane What should worry Egypt Must not be what it could lose But Ethiopia gain. What I fear In the diplomatic arena With GERD Ethiopia Will come forth Shifting gear. When Ethiopians' development Proceeds apace Ethiopia could Egypt displace. So on its development We have to pose a roadblock Or a spoke. . (This much farce is enough for today .Parliament is dismissed says the spokesman.)////////

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On Ethiopian Good Friday A rainbow on Ethiopia's sky Its flag hovered high Why? Doubt have not I As told to Noah It is God's sign of mercy "Gramercy! " We owe the Omnipresent Gramercy. Come what may (Corona or a lockdown) Round the clock God the Almighty Is Ethiopia's prayer And its orthodox Faithful's talk. (plasm 68, 31) Press ahead We need Our talk to walk Praising and praying In every abode True "Ethiopia raises its hands To God! " ////

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Apr 18, 2020

Apr 18, 2020 at 5:28 AM UTC

alem-hailu-gkristos

Gramercy

On Ethiopian Good Friday A rainbow on Ethiopia's sky Its flag hovered high Why? Doubt have not I As told to Noah It is God's sign of mercy "Gramercy! " We owe the Omnipresent Gramercy. Come what may (Corona or a lockdown) Round the clock God the Almighty Is Ethiopia's prayer And its orthodox Faithful's talk. (plasm 68, 31) Press ahead We need Our talk to walk Praising and praying In every abode True "Ethiopia raises its hands To God! " ////

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Scene I Rodolfo Graizani is seen sat in his new office in Addis Ababa . A messenger salutes and hands him over a telegraph letter saying " it is from Benito Mussolini." Graizani reads the message loud Dude, We have done Things good! Hurrah at long last, Using banned Poisonous gas, Ancient Ethiopia We have subdued. For our damaged moral, We nurse after The battle of Adwa, The aforementioned news Will be a nourishing food. Slavish obedience To fascism In Ethiopia We shall advance Be firm In our iron grip stance. Hurrah, Ethiopia Will be Italian Infuse that We can With the dictates Of the gun. (Graiziani stands up and walks in the room with a jubilant mood while the messenger watches him wide-eyed.) Yes our subjects, Ethiopians, serfdom We shall teach Hence summoning Addis’ residents Tomorrow I have to make A grand speech. And also I will Coax priests Slavish obedience to us To subtly preach. When our subjects lose Their identity We shall Enjoy liberty To siphon their wealth Or property, Also as a tactic, Among citizens, We should promote disparity. Messenger what can you say? Tomorrow will be my day! (Messenger putting both hands on his head) Good God But I’m afraid You may not do that Unless every nation-loving Ethiopian You behead. Be it luring them with a gold Or threatening them with a sword Unflinchingly, religious leaders Will prefer to be a sod. They will call down On you a curse If you try To desecrate Their abode,(Pope Petros) You see Preachers and the laity Have a genuine faith In God. Also to Fight back They are bold. (Graiziani pointing his finger towards the messenger) Get out Me don’t try To flout! Rather, let me practice presentation To grab the audience’s attention. Tomorrow putting on my uniform, Bedecked with medals, This message I will drive home Also the video footage I will send to Musoloni in Rome!  Scene II (Grizani dances into a podium. A messenger asks congregants to stand up for a tumultuous applause) On nationalistic bombast We have set a ban Like it or not Ethiopia is Italian By the virtue of the gun. (Among the congregants stands up a hoary-headed man) We are citizens Born free Yield shall not we To your crazy decree Haven’t you read How Emperor Twedros II Lodged a bullet Into his head? Not to surrender! Why don’t you look After he fought hard Why his life into his hand He took. How do you try To subjugate A nation, With freedom that surfed The tide of time to date? (Angry Graziani answers) How do you fail to realize In the meantime Italy Will help you To civilize? (Two two young adults(Moges Asgedom/Abrham Deboche) threw bombs ) Swish blast Swish blast Graiziani realized How the breath That could be his last, Drew close fast. To Graiziani After it became stark He narrowly escaped A bomb attack And his speech of Subjugation In Ethiopia is An empty talk, Still on the floor He ordered attack.  Scen III (In front of the Yekatit 12 Martyr’s monument a small kid asks his father how Ethiopians regained their independence after the massacre ordered by Griziani, who soon after surviving the bomb attack, gave instruction for a cold blood retaliation. The father dressing the hair of his child and looking him said patriots that ambushed at the valleys and mountains of Ethiopia vowed to fight out invaders. They succeeded in doing so after a five year occupation of Ethiopia) Waging a Guerilla fight Shortly we shall gain our right "Aiming from a tree high We have patriots That hit fighters’ jets on a dark sky!"(Patriot Belaye Zeleke) “ As hitting a nail on the head We have fighters That pierces through A tight tread.” (Patroit HaileMariam Mamo) “In the nook and cranny And every gorge We will wage Many heroic fight Enemies from Our soil to dislodge”(Geresu Dukie/Jagama Kelo/Abbebe W/Aregai/Omer Semeter/Balcha Abanefeso...) “We have heroes smart With an artillery missile That pierces artillery apart!” (Patroit Bekle Weya)///

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Feb 24, 2020

Feb 24, 2020 at 5:57 AM UTC

alem-hailu-gkristos

Indomitable Ethiopia/(A poetic drama)

Scene I Rodolfo Graizani is seen sat in his new office in Addis Ababa . A messenger salutes and hands him over a telegraph letter saying " it is from Benito Mussolini." Graizani reads the message loud Dude, We have done Things good! Hurrah at long last, Using banned Poisonous gas, Ancient Ethiopia We have subdued. For our damaged moral, We nurse after The battle of Adwa, The aforementioned news Will be a nourishing food. Slavish obedience To fascism In Ethiopia We shall advance Be firm In our iron grip stance. Hurrah, Ethiopia Will be Italian Infuse that We can With the dictates Of the gun. (Graiziani stands up and walks in the room with a jubilant mood while the messenger watches him wide-eyed.) Yes our subjects, Ethiopians, serfdom We shall teach Hence summoning Addis’ residents Tomorrow I have to make A grand speech. And also I will Coax priests Slavish obedience to us To subtly preach. When our subjects lose Their identity We shall Enjoy liberty To siphon their wealth Or property, Also as a tactic, Among citizens, We should promote disparity. Messenger what can you say? Tomorrow will be my day! (Messenger putting both hands on his head) Good God But I’m afraid You may not do that Unless every nation-loving Ethiopian You behead. Be it luring them with a gold Or threatening them with a sword Unflinchingly, religious leaders Will prefer to be a sod. They will call down On you a curse If you try To desecrate Their abode,(Pope Petros) You see Preachers and the laity Have a genuine faith In God. Also to Fight back They are bold. (Graiziani pointing his finger towards the messenger) Get out Me don’t try To flout! Rather, let me practice presentation To grab the audience’s attention. Tomorrow putting on my uniform, Bedecked with medals, This message I will drive home Also the video footage I will send to Musoloni in Rome!  Scene II (Grizani dances into a podium. A messenger asks congregants to stand up for a tumultuous applause) On nationalistic bombast We have set a ban Like it or not Ethiopia is Italian By the virtue of the gun. (Among the congregants stands up a hoary-headed man) We are citizens Born free Yield shall not we To your crazy decree Haven’t you read How Emperor Twedros II Lodged a bullet Into his head? Not to surrender! Why don’t you look After he fought hard Why his life into his hand He took. How do you try To subjugate A nation, With freedom that surfed The tide of time to date? (Angry Graziani answers) How do you fail to realize In the meantime Italy Will help you To civilize? (Two two young adults(Moges Asgedom/Abrham Deboche) threw bombs ) Swish blast Swish blast Graiziani realized How the breath That could be his last, Drew close fast. To Graiziani After it became stark He narrowly escaped A bomb attack And his speech of Subjugation In Ethiopia is An empty talk, Still on the floor He ordered attack.  Scen III (In front of the Yekatit 12 Martyr’s monument a small kid asks his father how Ethiopians regained their independence after the massacre ordered by Griziani, who soon after surviving the bomb attack, gave instruction for a cold blood retaliation. The father dressing the hair of his child and looking him said patriots that ambushed at the valleys and mountains of Ethiopia vowed to fight out invaders. They succeeded in doing so after a five year occupation of Ethiopia) Waging a Guerilla fight Shortly we shall gain our right "Aiming from a tree high We have patriots That hit fighters’ jets on a dark sky!"(Patriot Belaye Zeleke) “ As hitting a nail on the head We have fighters That pierces through A tight tread.” (Patroit HaileMariam Mamo) “In the nook and cranny And every gorge We will wage Many heroic fight Enemies from Our soil to dislodge”(Geresu Dukie/Jagama Kelo/Abbebe W/Aregai/Omer Semeter/Balcha Abanefeso...) “We have heroes smart With an artillery missile That pierces artillery apart!” (Patroit Bekle Weya)///

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have you guys ever been to großburgwedel? it's in germany i am there right now to have my right leg examined sure: it's raining the sky is grey and all that well well but one thing i am certain of: i wouldn't come here again except i want to gain certainty i have nothing against the people from großburgwedel i simply don't want to live in grey lands: grey faces grey voices and many right-winged persons I LOVE COLORS I LOVE THE GERMAN AND THE ETHIOPIAN FLAG I LOVE MY BI-RACIAL FAMILY

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Dec 9, 2019

Dec 9, 2019 at 7:26 AM UTC

maxneumann

Grey Lands

have you guys ever been to großburgwedel? it's in germany i am there right now to have my right leg examined sure: it's raining the sky is grey and all that well well but one thing i am certain of: i wouldn't come here again except i want to gain certainty i have nothing against the people from großburgwedel i simply don't want to live in grey lands: grey faces grey voices and many right-winged persons I LOVE COLORS I LOVE THE GERMAN AND THE ETHIOPIAN FLAG I LOVE MY BI-RACIAL FAMILY

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Subtly hacking its social fabric To dismantle ancient Ethiopia Its enemies and opportunists Come up with this and that trick That aims at dislodging Every brick.... Time goes on tick,tick,tick The problem reaches on its peak Many harbor fear They may lose Their country Ethiopia They hold dear But always When it is left with A declared last chance Displays Ethiopia resilience. "Are you not like The children of the Ethiopians to me, Children of Israel? " God-referred land Stirs out from Uncharted water To remain grand Though self- seeker dissidents And only-me Historic enemies Fail that to understand.

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Oct 22, 2019

Oct 22, 2019 at 4:45 AM UTC

alem-hailu-gkristos

Resilient Ethiopia

Subtly hacking its social fabric To dismantle ancient Ethiopia Its enemies and opportunists Come up with this and that trick That aims at dislodging Every brick.... Time goes on tick,tick,tick The problem reaches on its peak Many harbor fear They may lose Their country Ethiopia They hold dear But always When it is left with A declared last chance Displays Ethiopia resilience. "Are you not like The children of the Ethiopians to me, Children of Israel? " God-referred land Stirs out from Uncharted water To remain grand Though self- seeker dissidents And only-me Historic enemies Fail that to understand.

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Words Heavy (Kiss Bukowski) Drinking White Russians with Black Kenyans, not joking you I was just in Ethiopia, this it not a Haiku or a Love Poem, this is gifted insanity like Jim Morrison, no jealousy I’m already Seamus Heaney, isn’t it ironic how we can be both depressed and happy, like a ghost that won’t leave earth, or a Self that’s over the hill but still tries to write **** oh that’s touching, like John Updike meeting E.E. Cummings, not gay no way, but I’d still kiss Charles Bukowski, no bukkaki though, because I’m a Simple Man and rather than, bukkaki I’d probably like to make Love One on One, I guess I’m New School and Old Fashion, flirting with Death like I’ve already got my chips cashed in, Life a Trip and can be a B!tch it depends on how you’re acting, as an overwhelming sense of anxiety creeps into me, like being Maya Angelou performing a show for the **** a Civil Rights Superhero, that makes Her point without any lustful thoughts of revenge, presence light as a snowflake, words heavy as the weight of the world on her back as it bends, words heavy as the weight of the world on my will as it bends, all the white watching my own show from the front row, drinking White Russians with Black Kenyans, joking I’m not joking, I was just in Ethiopia, this it not a Haiku or a Love Poem, this is gifted insanity like Jim Morrison… ∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆

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Apr 2, 2017

Apr 2, 2017 at 7:57 PM UTC

aaronlalux

Words Heavy (Kiss Bukowski)

Words Heavy (Kiss Bukowski) Drinking White Russians with Black Kenyans, not joking you I was just in Ethiopia, this it not a Haiku or a Love Poem, this is gifted insanity like Jim Morrison, no jealousy I’m already Seamus Heaney, isn’t it ironic how we can be both depressed and happy, like a ghost that won’t leave earth, or a Self that’s over the hill but still tries to write **** oh that’s touching, like John Updike meeting E.E. Cummings, not gay no way, but I’d still kiss Charles Bukowski, no bukkaki though, because I’m a Simple Man and rather than, bukkaki I’d probably like to make Love One on One, I guess I’m New School and Old Fashion, flirting with Death like I’ve already got my chips cashed in, Life a Trip and can be a B!tch it depends on how you’re acting, as an overwhelming sense of anxiety creeps into me, like being Maya Angelou performing a show for the **** a Civil Rights Superhero, that makes Her point without any lustful thoughts of revenge, presence light as a snowflake, words heavy as the weight of the world on her back as it bends, words heavy as the weight of the world on my will as it bends, all the white watching my own show from the front row, drinking White Russians with Black Kenyans, joking I’m not joking, I was just in Ethiopia, this it not a Haiku or a Love Poem, this is gifted insanity like Jim Morrison… ∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆

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“^Betam ewodihalehu”, The man stares down at his lover. “I haven’t seen you in so long”, He says, recalling the last time. They were celebrating their anniversary, taking a trip to ^Addis Ababa, Eyes shining brilliantly, skin warm under the sun, their hands linked, Wearing a pink necklace. They’d sat under their favorite tree, the one he’d proposed under, The one he’d napped under, head in his lover’s lap Staring up into cocoa eyes. Staring up at the happiness dancing in those eyes. He woke up and looked at the empty space on the bed. Something was missing. He made breakfast for two. Someone was missing. He found him under their tree, dancing, With a German necklace around his neck Choking the happiness out of his sweet eyes. “^The Western disease”, they said. The man wondered if these times are really so different, From the disturbing death of love in concentration camps, Pink triangles pinned to lifeless frames, From the accusations of being non-German just because They didn’t show the same love. He wondered why the world must be so hateful That he had feared to hold his lover’s hand, How so many had lost their lives in the name of A warm, innocent, love that was no different From their prosecutor’s. He stares at the fresh ground, the wooden cross, Feels the cold air chilling his face, And wonders why of all the things, The glorious history that his home contained, They’d had to inherit the ********

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Jan 15, 2016

Jan 15, 2016 at 12:39 PM UTC

delilah-day

Unabated Grief

“^Betam ewodihalehu”, The man stares down at his lover. “I haven’t seen you in so long”, He says, recalling the last time. They were celebrating their anniversary, taking a trip to ^Addis Ababa, Eyes shining brilliantly, skin warm under the sun, their hands linked, Wearing a pink necklace. They’d sat under their favorite tree, the one he’d proposed under, The one he’d napped under, head in his lover’s lap Staring up into cocoa eyes. Staring up at the happiness dancing in those eyes. He woke up and looked at the empty space on the bed. Something was missing. He made breakfast for two. Someone was missing. He found him under their tree, dancing, With a German necklace around his neck Choking the happiness out of his sweet eyes. “^The Western disease”, they said. The man wondered if these times are really so different, From the disturbing death of love in concentration camps, Pink triangles pinned to lifeless frames, From the accusations of being non-German just because They didn’t show the same love. He wondered why the world must be so hateful That he had feared to hold his lover’s hand, How so many had lost their lives in the name of A warm, innocent, love that was no different From their prosecutor’s. He stares at the fresh ground, the wooden cross, Feels the cold air chilling his face, And wonders why of all the things, The glorious history that his home contained, They’d had to inherit the ********

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I wish you could see what I see here. Smell the beautiful stench of sewage and un-showered people. Feel the African wind fly through your hair, bringing with it a mouthful of dirt. Pick dry black boogers from your nose, and bits of dirt and grime from your eyelashes. Clean your teeth of the ram you watched them **** last night, just before you ate it. I wish you could feel the Ethiopian sun on your bare arms, licking dry lips because you ran out of clean water to drink. See millions of curious brown eyes as you fly down dirt roads in a squeaky dust-covered van. Watch the African sun rise upon a city of stories, stories which walk the streets every day without fail. I wish you could be here and experience this. I wish I could bring you here. One day.

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Oct 2, 2014

Oct 2, 2014 at 8:33 AM UTC

katherine-mason-wadley

ethiopia

I wish you could see what I see here. Smell the beautiful stench of sewage and un-showered people. Feel the African wind fly through your hair, bringing with it a mouthful of dirt. Pick dry black boogers from your nose, and bits of dirt and grime from your eyelashes. Clean your teeth of the ram you watched them **** last night, just before you ate it. I wish you could feel the Ethiopian sun on your bare arms, licking dry lips because you ran out of clean water to drink. See millions of curious brown eyes as you fly down dirt roads in a squeaky dust-covered van. Watch the African sun rise upon a city of stories, stories which walk the streets every day without fail. I wish you could be here and experience this. I wish I could bring you here. One day.

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