A swarm of mosquitoes there was
Of different ethnic origin, language and culture.
Aedes, anopheles, culex and others
Some fragile, some agile and some avaricious,
The anopheles was the most fragile but avaricious.

This human, they set eyes on,
She was in possession of everything they needed
And in want of nothing.
So because of her possessions, they attacked her
And she being weak, could do nothing to defend herself.

And so with their proboscis, they ****** her blood,
For many a year, she was continuously being ******.
As she was being ******, so was she being bitten,
Some bites were gentle, others, excruciating.
But with God on her side, she stood on her feet.

The wind of change gently blew some mosquitoes away
Others clung tight, for they were desperate
But the human started agitating for her freedom
So the remaining mosquitoes reluctantly left.
But alas!!!! She has been ****** semi dry
She started labouring to regain herself back
Just as the lazy anopheles mosquitoe came back

As the other mosquitoes went and continued their lives,
The anopheles discovered it couldn’t survive alone
So it came back through lies and deceit to **** more blood
And from that same human, it continued ******* blood,
It will come as if to make peace
Between the body parts; but that’s a pretext.
It truly came for blood and more blood

The anopheles mosquitoe knows it can’t live without the blood
But it can never accept that fact
Because of its ***** pride.
It is the laziest of all the mosquitoes
Because it depends solely on the human

If the human doesn’t open her eyes
And with zeal, fight back,
The anopheles will **** her with no mercy.

NO HUMAN, NO ANOPHELES MOSQUITOE
NO AFRICA, NO FRANCE

All was a light
As I came back, tired at night
The lass had just moved in
Against her wall I did lean
And throught a broken pane, I saw her.
sweet brown, slim and enticing.
Bending low, I noticed she was reading.
“tap-tap-rat-tap” I rapped her door
And there she stood beside me,
smiling, revealing white teeth,she said unto me:
“Sheila, they call me”and extended a hand
“Michael, nice to make acquiantance” I replied behind.
Her eyes were so charming
So too the lips,succulent and tantalizing
“Am your neighbour” I whispered;
“So am the girl next door”, she countered
Staring at her, I felt a sudden flush
And smiling beautifully, she did blush
“Tomoroow morning then” I whispered
“Yes tomorrow morning, goodnite Michael”

In bed for two hours she occupied my thoughts
And when the lids closed, she came
It was so real to be a dream
Yes she came…the girl next door

i beseech thee to answer
is there still hope???

Forgetting their vows of chaste they become lecherous
fighting for power, they become ambitous.
their actions make people shock
for they forget why they put on the cassock.
respect for God, our clergies no longer have
but so greedy with the things they have.
they dont mix with the poor to help them spiritually
but go for the rich to enrich themselves.
churches are now business centers for money
clergies bless only those who make the offertory box full.

SO BROTHER, IS THERE STILL HOPE??

They stand as if pious to duty
but these our policemen are pious to money,
they check not the motor
but go for “500frs” which is their motto.
they can be seen standing with zeal
hands stretch, they stand still
first, they could be seen to stamp
after collecting bribe, they champ

SO SISTER, IS THERE STILL HOPE??

The rich live mysteriously
and enjoy themselves like angels
while the poor live in mysery
and die because of negligence

TO YOU, IS THERE STILL HOPE??

Embezzlement in Cameroon is a virtue
it is practised in all offices
thieves go in broad daylight unscathed
while the innocent ones are caught and they cant fight

My country is said to be democratic
but elections have never been smooth
for thirty one years the president has stayed in power
using deceit and the gun to rule.
IS THIS HOW IT SHOULD BE??

virgins have now liquidated themselves
they prefer being ravished
everywhere you go you stumble on prostitutes.
my black girls don’t like their colour
they prefer to strive to be whites
thus, monsters they become in a bid to peel their skin
very few believe in “black is beauty”

Brothers copulate sisters
while fathers copulate daughters.

IS THERE STILL HOPE???

Source; IS THERE STILL HOPE???|Inspirational Poems