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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:08 AM UTC
maxneumann
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Lack of money is lack of friends; if you have money at your disposal, every dog and goat will claim to be related to you. ~ Yoruba War has no eyes ~ Swahili saying There can be no peace without understanding. ~Senegalese proverb A leader who does not take advice is not a leader. ~ Kenyan proverb If there is character, ugliness becomes beauty; if there is none, beauty becomes ugliness. ~Nigerian Proverb Unity is strength, division is weakness. ~ Swahili proverb Wisdom does not come overnight. ~ Somali proverb Knowledge without wisdom is like water in the sand. ~ Guinean proverb Home affairs are not talked about on the public square. ~ African proverb Show me your friend and I will show you your character. ~ African proverb Make some money but don’t let money make you. ~ Tanzania When you are rich, you are hated; when you are poor, you are despised. - African proverb A man who uses force is afraid of reasoning. ~Kenyan proverb Traveling is learning. ~Kenyan Proverb What you learn is what you die with. ~ African proverb He who is destined for power does not have to fight for it. ~ Ugandan proverb It takes a village to raise a child. ~ African proverb Poverty is slavery. ~Somalia The wealth which enslaves the owner isn’t wealth. ~ Yoruba Much wealth brings many enemies. – Swahili You are beautiful, but learn to work, for you cannot eat your beauty. ~Congolese Proverb A pretty face and fine clothes do not make character. ~Congolese Proverb Show me your friend and I will show you your character. ~ African proverb A close friend can become a close enemy.~ African proverb
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Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 5:41 PM UTC
mio-seanachaidh
African Proverbs
Lack of money is lack of friends; if you have money at your disposal, every dog and goat will claim to be related to you. ~ Yoruba War has no eyes ~ Swahili saying There can be no peace without understanding. ~Senegalese proverb A leader who does not take advice is not a leader. ~ Kenyan proverb If there is character, ugliness becomes beauty; if there is none, beauty becomes ugliness. ~Nigerian Proverb Unity is strength, division is weakness. ~ Swahili proverb Wisdom does not come overnight. ~ Somali proverb Knowledge without wisdom is like water in the sand. ~ Guinean proverb Home affairs are not talked about on the public square. ~ African proverb Show me your friend and I will show you your character. ~ African proverb Make some money but don’t let money make you. ~ Tanzania When you are rich, you are hated; when you are poor, you are despised. - African proverb A man who uses force is afraid of reasoning. ~Kenyan proverb Traveling is learning. ~Kenyan Proverb What you learn is what you die with. ~ African proverb He who is destined for power does not have to fight for it. ~ Ugandan proverb It takes a village to raise a child. ~ African proverb Poverty is slavery. ~Somalia The wealth which enslaves the owner isn’t wealth. ~ Yoruba Much wealth brings many enemies. – Swahili You are beautiful, but learn to work, for you cannot eat your beauty. ~Congolese Proverb A pretty face and fine clothes do not make character. ~Congolese Proverb Show me your friend and I will show you your character. ~ African proverb A close friend can become a close enemy.~ African proverb
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A walk in Africa, Africa for Africans, A walk down town Africa, Meeting an African, A troubled and unsettled African, A troubled African in Africa, Africa in Africa, An African Diaspora, An African imprisoned, At home and away, A pure African, From the Africa of poor Maputo, A pure African, From the Africa of poor Zimbabwe, Ghana, Nigeria, Tanzania, Somalia, Ethiopia, Congo, A poor African, From the pure Africa of elsewhere, An unfree African in a free Africa, Africa for Africans, Africans yesterday, Africans today, And Africans tomorrow, The Africa of South Africa.
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May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 5:04 AM UTC
dr-noah-kaliofas-marutlulle
An African in Africa
A walk in Africa, Africa for Africans, A walk down town Africa, Meeting an African, A troubled and unsettled African, A troubled African in Africa, Africa in Africa, An African Diaspora, An African imprisoned, At home and away, A pure African, From the Africa of poor Maputo, A pure African, From the Africa of poor Zimbabwe, Ghana, Nigeria, Tanzania, Somalia, Ethiopia, Congo, A poor African, From the pure Africa of elsewhere, An unfree African in a free Africa, Africa for Africans, Africans yesterday, Africans today, And Africans tomorrow, The Africa of South Africa.
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Algeria a rich land poor people, Angola seems to have kings, Benin is blessed with voodoo, Botswana blood bulls diamonds, Burkina Faso can't cope coups, Burundi twelve years a slave, Cape Verde has half a million, Cameroon got cocoa, Chad's lake is shrinking, Comoros has under a million, DRC is third largest, Congo is it's neighbour with capitals facing, Côte d'Ivoire has few elephants, Djibouti's on the horn, Egypt has mummy's, Equatorial guinea struck oil in 95 but didn't loose change, Eritrea has 5000 running annually, Ethiopia's great rift is pretty ****** Gabon is subject to black gold, Gambia got a peace of it after 65, Great Ghana oasis of peace, Guinea is diverse, Bissau too, Kenyans have beautiful smiles, Lesotho is SA's baby, Liberia oldest republic, Libya needs liberty, Madagascar where are the penguins! Malawi has warm hearts, Mali is 8th, Mauritania is 11th, Mauritius marvel, Morocco fine leather, Mozambique keeps the dugongs, Namibia Windhoek ah, Niger after a river, Nigeria makes zuma rock, Rwanda listen, Sao tome and principe 2nd smallest, Senegoals, She sells Seychelles, Sierra Leone free? Somalia loose, S. Africa reign, South Sudan independent? Sudan - black, Swaziland more than solo men, Tanzania trade, Togo up down, Two knees yeah, Uganda teacher come simeon, Zambia's peace? Zimbabwe got rid of Mugabe. Always thought zed was co.za but we're actually co.zm, so what's zim? One way we'll loose change is when the overseers begin to acknowledge the under looked. -nyanta
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Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 5:28 PM UTC
nyant
AFRICA
Algeria a rich land poor people, Angola seems to have kings, Benin is blessed with voodoo, Botswana blood bulls diamonds, Burkina Faso can't cope coups, Burundi twelve years a slave, Cape Verde has half a million, Cameroon got cocoa, Chad's lake is shrinking, Comoros has under a million, DRC is third largest, Congo is it's neighbour with capitals facing, Côte d'Ivoire has few elephants, Djibouti's on the horn, Egypt has mummy's, Equatorial guinea struck oil in 95 but didn't loose change, Eritrea has 5000 running annually, Ethiopia's great rift is pretty ****** Gabon is subject to black gold, Gambia got a peace of it after 65, Great Ghana oasis of peace, Guinea is diverse, Bissau too, Kenyans have beautiful smiles, Lesotho is SA's baby, Liberia oldest republic, Libya needs liberty, Madagascar where are the penguins! Malawi has warm hearts, Mali is 8th, Mauritania is 11th, Mauritius marvel, Morocco fine leather, Mozambique keeps the dugongs, Namibia Windhoek ah, Niger after a river, Nigeria makes zuma rock, Rwanda listen, Sao tome and principe 2nd smallest, Senegoals, She sells Seychelles, Sierra Leone free? Somalia loose, S. Africa reign, South Sudan independent? Sudan - black, Swaziland more than solo men, Tanzania trade, Togo up down, Two knees yeah, Uganda teacher come simeon, Zambia's peace? Zimbabwe got rid of Mugabe. Always thought zed was co.za but we're actually co.zm, so what's zim? One way we'll loose change is when the overseers begin to acknowledge the under looked. -nyanta
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in Tanzania where migrating herds of wildebeests, gazelles, zebras and buffalos stampeding across the vast Serengeti Plains ignite the world then write their names in gold ignite the skyline of earth create a painted watercolor sunset
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Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 8:30 PM UTC
stu-harley
A Painted Watercolor Sunset
in Tanzania where migrating herds of wildebeests, gazelles, zebras and buffalos stampeding across the vast Serengeti Plains ignite the world then write their names in gold ignite the skyline of earth create a painted watercolor sunset
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Africa is beautiful and beautiful is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of love this is Africa What's in Africa? What's there to see? I asked myself on the New Year's eve I thought that I was good in geography But I didn't know Lagos or Nairobi I might be ignorant, I have to admit About Africa I knew just a little bit The great Sahara - sands of mystery! The Nile river - so much history! Africa is magical and magical is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of joy this is Africa Namibia, Nigeria, Niger, Angola, Algeria Burundi, Benin and Libya, Lesotho and Liberia Burkina-Faso, Botswana, Guinea-Bissau, Ghana Djibouti, Zimbabwe, Zambia, Uganda, Rwanda, Gambia I saw a film on Serengeti Park A one of a kind, a must-see landmark I watched a documentary on pyramids of Giza They're much much older than Mona Lisa I heard that oldest coffee plants Take their roots in Ethiopia's land And that samba, rumba, funk and jazz Take their beats from African drums Africa is beautiful and beautiful is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of love this is Africa Cameroon and Congo, Malawi, Mali, Morocco Côte d'Ivoire and Kenya, Mauritius, Mauritania Tunisia, Tanzania, Eswatini, Eritrea Sudan, Senegal, Somalia, Sierra Leone, South Sudan You can travel around cities of Africa Like Cape Town, Cairo or Casablanca If you're in love or plan to be Go to Zanzibar, feel that ocean breeze! Climb up mount Kilimanjaro Watch the zebras cross the Masai Mara If you're adventurous, you're a dreamer Take a wild trip down Zambezi river Africa is magical and magical is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of joy this is Africa Comoros, Chad, Cabo Verde, Democratic Republic of Congo Ethiopia, Egypt, Guinea, Gabon, Equatorial Guinea and Togo Madagascar, Mozambique, Central African Republic Sao Tome and Principe, South Africa and Seychelles Africa is beautiful and beautiful is usual in Africa Continental wonderland, I'm on my way to Africa!
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May 3, 2022
May 3, 2022 at 7:33 PM UTC
aidar-omar
Africa is Beautiful
Africa is beautiful and beautiful is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of love this is Africa What's in Africa? What's there to see? I asked myself on the New Year's eve I thought that I was good in geography But I didn't know Lagos or Nairobi I might be ignorant, I have to admit About Africa I knew just a little bit The great Sahara - sands of mystery! The Nile river - so much history! Africa is magical and magical is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of joy this is Africa Namibia, Nigeria, Niger, Angola, Algeria Burundi, Benin and Libya, Lesotho and Liberia Burkina-Faso, Botswana, Guinea-Bissau, Ghana Djibouti, Zimbabwe, Zambia, Uganda, Rwanda, Gambia I saw a film on Serengeti Park A one of a kind, a must-see landmark I watched a documentary on pyramids of Giza They're much much older than Mona Lisa I heard that oldest coffee plants Take their roots in Ethiopia's land And that samba, rumba, funk and jazz Take their beats from African drums Africa is beautiful and beautiful is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of love this is Africa Cameroon and Congo, Malawi, Mali, Morocco Côte d'Ivoire and Kenya, Mauritius, Mauritania Tunisia, Tanzania, Eswatini, Eritrea Sudan, Senegal, Somalia, Sierra Leone, South Sudan You can travel around cities of Africa Like Cape Town, Cairo or Casablanca If you're in love or plan to be Go to Zanzibar, feel that ocean breeze! Climb up mount Kilimanjaro Watch the zebras cross the Masai Mara If you're adventurous, you're a dreamer Take a wild trip down Zambezi river Africa is magical and magical is usual in Africa Continental wonderland of joy this is Africa Comoros, Chad, Cabo Verde, Democratic Republic of Congo Ethiopia, Egypt, Guinea, Gabon, Equatorial Guinea and Togo Madagascar, Mozambique, Central African Republic Sao Tome and Principe, South Africa and Seychelles Africa is beautiful and beautiful is usual in Africa Continental wonderland, I'm on my way to Africa!
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Will you remember me, Tanzania? When my map of your curves is folded And I see no more your mountain in my mind Only your smile, straight as a line On the day I flew away. The wind travels far, Tanzania And I must follow Knowing you has left me hollow And thus I search But will you remember me? The feel of my flip-flop footfalls on your face, The sound of my laugh as your wind carried it away, Will you remember how your thorns pierced me, Pleading with me to stay? Oh, will you remember me Tanzania? We pause for a moment at the barbed wire fence, Brief it burned But coke-bottle circles in my cheeks will be my memento Like your dark-eyed children and how, somehow they grow Taller, darker, row on row. Tell me you will miss me so Oh Tanzania. Will you remember how your sun kissed my forehead? And how I tasted the feel of your words on my tongue? How I stole your air to fill my lungs? I stole as much as I could bear. Small, dark hands braided my hair Will you remember me, Tanzania? As I cling to these landmarks and scars Which fade from my mind, Remember how I shook as we left each other behind Remember how I wore your earth on my skin Then let your rains wash me clean How I felt your forest Brown and green You were not as you first seemed But nor was I Tanzania, Tanzania What will you remember? Here with your thoughts on mine, I bless the legacy of your skyline. Beautiful or ****** Oh, Tanzania Who do you say that I am?
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Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 7:41 PM UTC
ariel-evangeline-baptista
Tanzania
Will you remember me, Tanzania? When my map of your curves is folded And I see no more your mountain in my mind Only your smile, straight as a line On the day I flew away. The wind travels far, Tanzania And I must follow Knowing you has left me hollow And thus I search But will you remember me? The feel of my flip-flop footfalls on your face, The sound of my laugh as your wind carried it away, Will you remember how your thorns pierced me, Pleading with me to stay? Oh, will you remember me Tanzania? We pause for a moment at the barbed wire fence, Brief it burned But coke-bottle circles in my cheeks will be my memento Like your dark-eyed children and how, somehow they grow Taller, darker, row on row. Tell me you will miss me so Oh Tanzania. Will you remember how your sun kissed my forehead? And how I tasted the feel of your words on my tongue? How I stole your air to fill my lungs? I stole as much as I could bear. Small, dark hands braided my hair Will you remember me, Tanzania? As I cling to these landmarks and scars Which fade from my mind, Remember how I shook as we left each other behind Remember how I wore your earth on my skin Then let your rains wash me clean How I felt your forest Brown and green You were not as you first seemed But nor was I Tanzania, Tanzania What will you remember? Here with your thoughts on mine, I bless the legacy of your skyline. Beautiful or ****** Oh, Tanzania Who do you say that I am?
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Before it’s too late before the world becomes extinct, Before our elephants lions rhinos and animals are gone, Before the wild land is left alone, Are we going to fight on their behalf? Are we going to stand watch and laugh? Poachers take all that we have, In our silence all that we have we give, Money could be blamed for all these events, Poverty could be the claim in their defense, But if we are willing we are able to make a difference, Before it is too late before the world becomes extinct, The government of Tanzania has taken a stand, To protect our heritage our motherland, It is our time as the loyal citizens to join in and send, Send a message to the Africa and the worlds ends, That we should stop to pretend that we don’t see the end, Before it’s too late before the world becomes extinct, © ISSAI
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 4:12 AM UTC
issai-mashingo
BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE
Before it’s too late before the world becomes extinct, Before our elephants lions rhinos and animals are gone, Before the wild land is left alone, Are we going to fight on their behalf? Are we going to stand watch and laugh? Poachers take all that we have, In our silence all that we have we give, Money could be blamed for all these events, Poverty could be the claim in their defense, But if we are willing we are able to make a difference, Before it is too late before the world becomes extinct, The government of Tanzania has taken a stand, To protect our heritage our motherland, It is our time as the loyal citizens to join in and send, Send a message to the Africa and the worlds ends, That we should stop to pretend that we don’t see the end, Before it’s too late before the world becomes extinct, © ISSAI
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I live in Moshi,Tanzania, As a child,one day I got lost, A maasai took me to his home. He lived at the foothills of the majestic Mt.Kilimanjaro, His home was a kraal (hut) made of  stone,sticks and cow dung. I cried for my parents, So he fed me milk and blood from a cow, He pierced a hole in the cow's neck, He put a bamboo and told me to drink the blood, It was warm but I vomited, Gradually, I got used to it. The maasai's  way of life is communilism, Hunting,gathering and raiding neighbours cattle. Theirs is an age set system for men, The children look after the herd, I joined them having fun, No  school, no lessons or homework. Then,there were the Morans,the youths, They wore black **** cloths, Carried a spear in one hand, Their faces were painted with white ochre. They protected the clan and the cattle, From predators and other tribes. They lived in a circle of huts called manyatta. After being circumcised the Morans were taught the art of warfare The bravest warrior got to wear the feathers of an ostrich. The senior morans could marry and settle down, The Moran who jumped the highest got the best girl. The Laigewenanis trained the morans to be warriors, My maasai was a laigwenani, Like all maasais, he was tall and lean, He wore a bright red shuka cloth with black stripes, A red tartan blanket was slung on his shoulder, He always held a long bladed stabbing spear, His long hair was tightly braided, He had ochre painted on his body, He had no children and treated me like his son, He would take me to teach the morans about warfare. But,he had to take the permission of the chief, the Laibon. The Laibons were the chief religious leaders, They settled disputes, They decided when and on whom to attack. Luckily,after two months my maasai and I had gone to a game reserve for hunting, A game warden found me. He alerted the police and I was taken home safely. But,I missed my maasai and their pastoral way of life.
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 5:12 PM UTC
salmabanu-hatim
Maasai Way Of Life
I live in Moshi,Tanzania, As a child,one day I got lost, A maasai took me to his home. He lived at the foothills of the majestic Mt.Kilimanjaro, His home was a kraal (hut) made of  stone,sticks and cow dung. I cried for my parents, So he fed me milk and blood from a cow, He pierced a hole in the cow's neck, He put a bamboo and told me to drink the blood, It was warm but I vomited, Gradually, I got used to it. The maasai's  way of life is communilism, Hunting,gathering and raiding neighbours cattle. Theirs is an age set system for men, The children look after the herd, I joined them having fun, No  school, no lessons or homework. Then,there were the Morans,the youths, They wore black **** cloths, Carried a spear in one hand, Their faces were painted with white ochre. They protected the clan and the cattle, From predators and other tribes. They lived in a circle of huts called manyatta. After being circumcised the Morans were taught the art of warfare The bravest warrior got to wear the feathers of an ostrich. The senior morans could marry and settle down, The Moran who jumped the highest got the best girl. The Laigewenanis trained the morans to be warriors, My maasai was a laigwenani, Like all maasais, he was tall and lean, He wore a bright red shuka cloth with black stripes, A red tartan blanket was slung on his shoulder, He always held a long bladed stabbing spear, His long hair was tightly braided, He had ochre painted on his body, He had no children and treated me like his son, He would take me to teach the morans about warfare. But,he had to take the permission of the chief, the Laibon. The Laibons were the chief religious leaders, They settled disputes, They decided when and on whom to attack. Luckily,after two months my maasai and I had gone to a game reserve for hunting, A game warden found me. He alerted the police and I was taken home safely. But,I missed my maasai and their pastoral way of life.
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I’d like to climb the clouds Leave footprints in the sky so I know I’ve been there and it’ll have something to remember me by I want to see all the longitude lines that are nothing more than constructs of our minds Have you ever turned the map upside down? Maybe the US is only hanging on to South America by a hook called Mexico. You don’t get what you see because Mercator wasn’t quite right with his projections. Boy, was he ambitious though. He took something not even a quarter the size of the Sahara and dreamed it big enough to kiss all the corners of Africa. I want that kind of determination. I want to stop filling my imagination and start filling my eyes with realities of cities and seas, valleys and villages. I don’t have to move mountains, I’ll go to them. The continents are playing coy and just because I’ve seen them more than once doesn’t mean I know them yet I want to learn their favorite colors. I want to go far enough away that I’m not afraid to never come back. You know wherever I am, when I close my eyes, all I see is the horizon. I’ll draw my own map across my body. Haleiwa, Hawaii on my chest. The hottest day in summer, her shave ice melts into my heart to keep me cool. Paris is on the inside of my knee, so I can protect her, keep her on her pedestal, like you always do with your first love. Tanzania circles my throat like a Maasai necklace, it glints in the sun and jingles when I dance. Dublin’s like a freckle under my chin, it took me a while to find her, but now I know there are things worth looking for And I’ve got plenty of space left on my skin.
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Jun 3, 2012
Jun 3, 2012 at 11:41 AM UTC
meryl-wisner
Rand McNally
I’d like to climb the clouds Leave footprints in the sky so I know I’ve been there and it’ll have something to remember me by I want to see all the longitude lines that are nothing more than constructs of our minds Have you ever turned the map upside down? Maybe the US is only hanging on to South America by a hook called Mexico. You don’t get what you see because Mercator wasn’t quite right with his projections. Boy, was he ambitious though. He took something not even a quarter the size of the Sahara and dreamed it big enough to kiss all the corners of Africa. I want that kind of determination. I want to stop filling my imagination and start filling my eyes with realities of cities and seas, valleys and villages. I don’t have to move mountains, I’ll go to them. The continents are playing coy and just because I’ve seen them more than once doesn’t mean I know them yet I want to learn their favorite colors. I want to go far enough away that I’m not afraid to never come back. You know wherever I am, when I close my eyes, all I see is the horizon. I’ll draw my own map across my body. Haleiwa, Hawaii on my chest. The hottest day in summer, her shave ice melts into my heart to keep me cool. Paris is on the inside of my knee, so I can protect her, keep her on her pedestal, like you always do with your first love. Tanzania circles my throat like a Maasai necklace, it glints in the sun and jingles when I dance. Dublin’s like a freckle under my chin, it took me a while to find her, but now I know there are things worth looking for And I’ve got plenty of space left on my skin.
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A walk in Africa, Africa for Africans, A walk down town Africa, Meeting an African, A troubled and unsettled African, A troubled African in Africa, Africa in Africa, An African Diaspora, An African imprisoned, At home and away, A pure African, From the Africa of poor Maputo, A pure African, From the Africa of poor Zimbabwe, Ghana, Nigeria, Tanzania, Somalia, Ethiopia, Congo, A poor African, From the pure Africa of elsewhere, An un-free African in a free Africa, Africa for Africans, Africans yesterday, Africans today, And Africans tomorrow, The Africa of Johannesburg.
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Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 6:11 PM UTC
dr-noah-kaliofas-marutlulle
An African in Africa
A walk in Africa, Africa for Africans, A walk down town Africa, Meeting an African, A troubled and unsettled African, A troubled African in Africa, Africa in Africa, An African Diaspora, An African imprisoned, At home and away, A pure African, From the Africa of poor Maputo, A pure African, From the Africa of poor Zimbabwe, Ghana, Nigeria, Tanzania, Somalia, Ethiopia, Congo, A poor African, From the pure Africa of elsewhere, An un-free African in a free Africa, Africa for Africans, Africans yesterday, Africans today, And Africans tomorrow, The Africa of Johannesburg.
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Has not enough been said About Cecil, the Lion? This has brought me to tears. For those who don't know Cecil lived in a Wild Life park In Zimbabwe. There was no hunting allowed So, some sick ******* Who is a big game hunter Dragged a antelope carcass So that Cecil would Come out of the park. He, then, shot Cecil With an arrow And Cecil was tortured Over forty hours. Cecil was tracked down, He was shot with a gun, He was decapitated, He was skinned. How is it that What is so magnificent As a Lion Is seen as nothing But a head and skin To decorate your living room? I've been to Kenya And Tanzania. They are glorious creatures In the wild. Why not just take a photo? Or just enjoy their magnificence And then leave With your enhanced soul? They say psychopaths Practice on animals first This sick pathology Has to end, not only for Animals but humans well. This man had a felony conviction For baiting black bears. He belongs in prison Although many think He should be decapitated As well. People are angry. And Cecil's Cubs? I used to watch a show Called: "Big Cat Diaries" And their fate is sealed As well. Lions practice infanticide And when a new male Comes to Cecil's pride He will **** all of Cecil's offspring To make their mothers Go into estrus So they can breed. One cub has been killed And not much hope for The other eight. Our neighbors bait Black bears, **** them, Skin them, stuff them And put them in their house. They seem to just enjoy Killing things for no reason They find great joy In killing things. They seem like Nice enough people But when you have So little respect for Life Can't it haunt Your human ties? I honestly feel Like someone Has shot my dog. And it makes me weep, Though the story Is now old. This man should Go to prison, And in Zimbabwe. Send the world A huge message That we are not Neanderthals We don't have to To **** things Out of sheer joy. We should not reduce Living things to Heads and hides.
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Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 2:04 PM UTC
arianna-darshani
Cecil, the Lion
Has not enough been said About Cecil, the Lion? This has brought me to tears. For those who don't know Cecil lived in a Wild Life park In Zimbabwe. There was no hunting allowed So, some sick ******* Who is a big game hunter Dragged a antelope carcass So that Cecil would Come out of the park. He, then, shot Cecil With an arrow And Cecil was tortured Over forty hours. Cecil was tracked down, He was shot with a gun, He was decapitated, He was skinned. How is it that What is so magnificent As a Lion Is seen as nothing But a head and skin To decorate your living room? I've been to Kenya And Tanzania. They are glorious creatures In the wild. Why not just take a photo? Or just enjoy their magnificence And then leave With your enhanced soul? They say psychopaths Practice on animals first This sick pathology Has to end, not only for Animals but humans well. This man had a felony conviction For baiting black bears. He belongs in prison Although many think He should be decapitated As well. People are angry. And Cecil's Cubs? I used to watch a show Called: "Big Cat Diaries" And their fate is sealed As well. Lions practice infanticide And when a new male Comes to Cecil's pride He will **** all of Cecil's offspring To make their mothers Go into estrus So they can breed. One cub has been killed And not much hope for The other eight. Our neighbors bait Black bears, **** them, Skin them, stuff them And put them in their house. They seem to just enjoy Killing things for no reason They find great joy In killing things. They seem like Nice enough people But when you have So little respect for Life Can't it haunt Your human ties? I honestly feel Like someone Has shot my dog. And it makes me weep, Though the story Is now old. This man should Go to prison, And in Zimbabwe. Send the world A huge message That we are not Neanderthals We don't have to To **** things Out of sheer joy. We should not reduce Living things to Heads and hides.
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*"Being an introvert in an extroverted world can absolutely be difficult." Came across this on some blog. Think it's more complex to be a mediocre, an extro-intro or an intro-extro... you can't go all out... you won't remain all in... you're doomed to be in the twixt. Yet the middle is dangerous... The middle of the Ocean is the deepest, the middle of the jungle is the riskiest... the middle of the garden of Eden doomed an entire race... for its existence... no driver would drive freely in the middle lane, most run to the climbing lane soon as they see it. Some say the Earth is trapped between Heaven and Hell... maybe we're a compound of Paradisal elements and the rumbles of the Hades... the pawns in the Chess between God and Satan, the Jobs in the bible of now... I'm a Junk of all trades & I'm afraid being in between trades makes me a master of non... I know too much and yet I know nothing... I am an extro-intro... I go out only until the plank starts to swing the other way... I go out until I sense the cold and quickly run back to the lukewarm betwixt for the hot is as fatal to my kind as the cold. Am not an Author and neither am I a poet... Am a "Poether'' or an "Auoet", Am not philosophical neither am I Theological...am "philological" or "Theolophical". I'm trapped at the equator... I'm neither an Eskimo nor an "Antactico"... Not Ugandan nor Kenyan... Tanzania can't claim me but there's yet to be a concrete East African... maybe I'm African. My point is some people think the middle is safe... but I believe different. it's my opinion if you want to be a piglet be one, if you want to be a puppy be a puppy for its fatal to be a Pipet or puppet... both are instruments... even their use is similar. My tragedy is am in between, am a mediocre, a pother, an opssimist, a philothopher, a ctranger or say "Ukantan". I'm just there... Don't be caught in my place... find a place to belong... no matter how dangerous and risky... always choose where you lie...always strive hard to find a prowess... Go past the lines for History remembers those who are unique... whether for the worst or the best. Be the last if you can't be the first...* **Everyone will remember Mabirizi for he knew how to be the last... And sadly everyone will remember Museveni for he's good at keeping his place. Who will remember the one in between. Who will remember Besigye? Who will remember the servant boy that cautioned Achilles against fighting the Thessalonian? Who will remember me?**
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Jul 17, 2016
Jul 17, 2016 at 11:42 AM UTC
ignatius-hosiana
Who Will Remember?
*"Being an introvert in an extroverted world can absolutely be difficult." Came across this on some blog. Think it's more complex to be a mediocre, an extro-intro or an intro-extro... you can't go all out... you won't remain all in... you're doomed to be in the twixt. Yet the middle is dangerous... The middle of the Ocean is the deepest, the middle of the jungle is the riskiest... the middle of the garden of Eden doomed an entire race... for its existence... no driver would drive freely in the middle lane, most run to the climbing lane soon as they see it. Some say the Earth is trapped between Heaven and Hell... maybe we're a compound of Paradisal elements and the rumbles of the Hades... the pawns in the Chess between God and Satan, the Jobs in the bible of now... I'm a Junk of all trades & I'm afraid being in between trades makes me a master of non... I know too much and yet I know nothing... I am an extro-intro... I go out only until the plank starts to swing the other way... I go out until I sense the cold and quickly run back to the lukewarm betwixt for the hot is as fatal to my kind as the cold. Am not an Author and neither am I a poet... Am a "Poether'' or an "Auoet", Am not philosophical neither am I Theological...am "philological" or "Theolophical". I'm trapped at the equator... I'm neither an Eskimo nor an "Antactico"... Not Ugandan nor Kenyan... Tanzania can't claim me but there's yet to be a concrete East African... maybe I'm African. My point is some people think the middle is safe... but I believe different. it's my opinion if you want to be a piglet be one, if you want to be a puppy be a puppy for its fatal to be a Pipet or puppet... both are instruments... even their use is similar. My tragedy is am in between, am a mediocre, a pother, an opssimist, a philothopher, a ctranger or say "Ukantan". I'm just there... Don't be caught in my place... find a place to belong... no matter how dangerous and risky... always choose where you lie...always strive hard to find a prowess... Go past the lines for History remembers those who are unique... whether for the worst or the best. Be the last if you can't be the first...* **Everyone will remember Mabirizi for he knew how to be the last... And sadly everyone will remember Museveni for he's good at keeping his place. Who will remember the one in between. Who will remember Besigye? Who will remember the servant boy that cautioned Achilles against fighting the Thessalonian? Who will remember me?**
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Blazing and looting and feist's Screaming "surrender!" Machetes through a violent haze. A group of scoundrels rioting, Crashing and trampling as they Wildly start howling while Throwing bottle bombs. Uncomfortably cramped into a secret crevice; Violets, soothing for a moment. Then bodies toppled over and Singled out Is such an existence for one to Be devout to? A sudden breeze, caress the aftermath of A loosely worn disease. Sleepy eyes, seemingly far off and drooping low; solving puzzles. Gazing with purpose and intent; A veneer that's out lost upon a pier. Swinging to a requiem, Pacing In a retelling. My friend, again, speak amends and Shine a light that transcends my Fears and my tears that prevail; So misguided In deed. So sure so certain that What's done is right But now the meanings all disguised and Out of sight.
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 4:09 AM UTC
bowsnarrows
Tanzania
Blazing and looting and feist's Screaming "surrender!" Machetes through a violent haze. A group of scoundrels rioting, Crashing and trampling as they Wildly start howling while Throwing bottle bombs. Uncomfortably cramped into a secret crevice; Violets, soothing for a moment. Then bodies toppled over and Singled out Is such an existence for one to Be devout to? A sudden breeze, caress the aftermath of A loosely worn disease. Sleepy eyes, seemingly far off and drooping low; solving puzzles. Gazing with purpose and intent; A veneer that's out lost upon a pier. Swinging to a requiem, Pacing In a retelling. My friend, again, speak amends and Shine a light that transcends my Fears and my tears that prevail; So misguided In deed. So sure so certain that What's done is right But now the meanings all disguised and Out of sight.
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As you sleep In your bed You see a ballerina A stage A pink sparkly tutu She twirls around And leaps and spins Then she's gone As you sleep In your bed You see a tiger A lake A gazzelle The gazzelle leaps The lion roars Then they're gone You reach your hand out Groping in thin air Searching the skies In an endless journey You went to Tanzania To Antarctica To Italy To Japan Looking and seeking For something That you already own You just haven't harnessed its powers yet You never can You never will It's a dream with endless boundaries
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Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 12:35 AM UTC
ani
Dream
As you sleep In your bed You see a ballerina A stage A pink sparkly tutu She twirls around And leaps and spins Then she's gone As you sleep In your bed You see a tiger A lake A gazzelle The gazzelle leaps The lion roars Then they're gone You reach your hand out Groping in thin air Searching the skies In an endless journey You went to Tanzania To Antarctica To Italy To Japan Looking and seeking For something That you already own You just haven't harnessed its powers yet You never can You never will It's a dream with endless boundaries
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so you write a lot, pouring entire waking existences, current n' prior, into a long and crafted 'pistles, and pixels and you got jive pride and then, the poem, you worked so hard for, ups and dies gets a few middling fingers of reads, dying on a vining of Juliet's pseudo poisoning elixir, no big deal, happens all the time but here's what's wielding & weirdly wilding: ***A poetpourri. of newly found co-inhabitors, from around the universe, from places unpronounceable, unlike Venus & Mars, (very poet-popular) and from previously places were never or seldom was heard a discouraging word, igniting a rewarded mutuality of a following up embracing*** par example; Tirunelveli Poland Lisbon Cyprus Bihar Uruguay Ankara Vienna Albania Tanzania India Bangladesh New Zealand/Australia Soldotna (Alaska) plus Texas, West Va., Ohio, and other exotica, like Nowhere what a blessing! Blessed art Thou o Lord, that permits the miracle that my integers of 0 & 1 can be translated into such varied exotica, in harmony, thus permitting this discovery of never visited oceans and landfalls of poetry never heretofore to join as one. Aman. <> nml
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Aug 30, 2025
Aug 30, 2025 at 6:31 AM UTC
nat-lipstadt
A Travelogue Prayer
so you write a lot, pouring entire waking existences, current n' prior, into a long and crafted 'pistles, and pixels and you got jive pride and then, the poem, you worked so hard for, ups and dies gets a few middling fingers of reads, dying on a vining of Juliet's pseudo poisoning elixir, no big deal, happens all the time but here's what's wielding & weirdly wilding: ***A poetpourri. of newly found co-inhabitors, from around the universe, from places unpronounceable, unlike Venus & Mars, (very poet-popular) and from previously places were never or seldom was heard a discouraging word, igniting a rewarded mutuality of a following up embracing*** par example; Tirunelveli Poland Lisbon Cyprus Bihar Uruguay Ankara Vienna Albania Tanzania India Bangladesh New Zealand/Australia Soldotna (Alaska) plus Texas, West Va., Ohio, and other exotica, like Nowhere what a blessing! Blessed art Thou o Lord, that permits the miracle that my integers of 0 & 1 can be translated into such varied exotica, in harmony, thus permitting this discovery of never visited oceans and landfalls of poetry never heretofore to join as one. Aman. <> nml
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on the canvas i drew her across, around within, without in all colour and shade of great cities and their country. her eyes as London and the cheeks as Tanzania; her palms as Athens and the shoulders all Himalaya - every bone or edge in wonderful chromatic. the canvas changed and bled, as did i but by year’s end, the mosaic, worldly woman was now rested there in full. stood in blank dark mossy room covered in art and age i called upon her name but alas i could no longer remember.
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Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 8:02 PM UTC
liamryanpoetry
Portrait
on the canvas i drew her across, around within, without in all colour and shade of great cities and their country. her eyes as London and the cheeks as Tanzania; her palms as Athens and the shoulders all Himalaya - every bone or edge in wonderful chromatic. the canvas changed and bled, as did i but by year’s end, the mosaic, worldly woman was now rested there in full. stood in blank dark mossy room covered in art and age i called upon her name but alas i could no longer remember.
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I hope Osama and his companions Are enjoying themselves in an Eternal Hell made just for them After the bombings of Embasies In Kenya and Tanzania We took little notice, When we should have. Myself, I traveled to both. Foolish in retrospect. He was already a FBI fugitive Before 9/11 But people in the US Have a way of distancing Ourselves from 3rd world incidents. Whatever reason, it was ****** On a horrific scale The US will never be the same. As I mentioned prior, 9/11 did not shock me With the universal hatred Of all things having to do with the US I traveled not saying anything Nor waving a flag. There are kits available To pretend you are Canadian. When you travel to the 3rd world To avoid the hatred of the U.S. We are known internationally, for: Obesity Wearing gym shoes The world's nicest teeth I anticipated a bomb somewhere Never thought it would be planes. However, my opinion does not count Because I am a nobody, politically. And there would be nobody To listen to my advice that We should have increased our safety level So, what happened, happened. God bless all those who died in the attack, All of the survivors that watched Manhatten crumble. Bless the 340 firefighters who died valiantly Bless all the people who had to chose: Between burning to death or jumping
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Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 10:55 AM UTC
arianna-darshani
Osama bin Laden
I hope Osama and his companions Are enjoying themselves in an Eternal Hell made just for them After the bombings of Embasies In Kenya and Tanzania We took little notice, When we should have. Myself, I traveled to both. Foolish in retrospect. He was already a FBI fugitive Before 9/11 But people in the US Have a way of distancing Ourselves from 3rd world incidents. Whatever reason, it was ****** On a horrific scale The US will never be the same. As I mentioned prior, 9/11 did not shock me With the universal hatred Of all things having to do with the US I traveled not saying anything Nor waving a flag. There are kits available To pretend you are Canadian. When you travel to the 3rd world To avoid the hatred of the U.S. We are known internationally, for: Obesity Wearing gym shoes The world's nicest teeth I anticipated a bomb somewhere Never thought it would be planes. However, my opinion does not count Because I am a nobody, politically. And there would be nobody To listen to my advice that We should have increased our safety level So, what happened, happened. God bless all those who died in the attack, All of the survivors that watched Manhatten crumble. Bless the 340 firefighters who died valiantly Bless all the people who had to chose: Between burning to death or jumping
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frying plantains in Tanzania with rice - so much rice ageing postmen with bus passes and metal knees carrying keisters of it a thousand different ways slow walkers married, always frittering away chances or just connected, with the mortal coils of the market? big coat on in the Kalahari your scorpions absent from the guest list, exiled. the brown bears caged, but should things have really. come to this? fierce heat. fizzing geysers rumpled by grey fluorescent lights and plagued, by the speeding steam trains of their past that took them to SO MANY GREAT PLACES but they only recall the endings. the crashing off the tracks, the unexpected landslides revolve navigate the ridge and don’t funk from looking down. it is better this way. stamp the scorpions in. £5 on the door. take the free round and dance around their nimbus because even though you WILL NEVER know them, you would NOT BE HERE. without them. your corner patch a feral patch given over to woodworms and weeds but a patch without chains, shaded by roses suffering a kind of pressure you will never understand. the naan breads arrived 40 minutes early and ruined your bath but WHAT A PRIZE. to exist in a rainforest where naan breads are possible. and ferns unfurl, then hang, and rise again. frying plantains in Tanzania slow married women bearing grain carry your cactuses out into the sun. feed them. watch them. be naked with your scorpions and really feel the football finals the canal gates the shooting stars, zooming by through the windows of the train.
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Sep 28, 2020
Sep 28, 2020 at 3:03 PM UTC
MoBoone
frying plantains in Tanzania
frying plantains in Tanzania with rice - so much rice ageing postmen with bus passes and metal knees carrying keisters of it a thousand different ways slow walkers married, always frittering away chances or just connected, with the mortal coils of the market? big coat on in the Kalahari your scorpions absent from the guest list, exiled. the brown bears caged, but should things have really. come to this? fierce heat. fizzing geysers rumpled by grey fluorescent lights and plagued, by the speeding steam trains of their past that took them to SO MANY GREAT PLACES but they only recall the endings. the crashing off the tracks, the unexpected landslides revolve navigate the ridge and don’t funk from looking down. it is better this way. stamp the scorpions in. £5 on the door. take the free round and dance around their nimbus because even though you WILL NEVER know them, you would NOT BE HERE. without them. your corner patch a feral patch given over to woodworms and weeds but a patch without chains, shaded by roses suffering a kind of pressure you will never understand. the naan breads arrived 40 minutes early and ruined your bath but WHAT A PRIZE. to exist in a rainforest where naan breads are possible. and ferns unfurl, then hang, and rise again. frying plantains in Tanzania slow married women bearing grain carry your cactuses out into the sun. feed them. watch them. be naked with your scorpions and really feel the football finals the canal gates the shooting stars, zooming by through the windows of the train.
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In this life of Galahad again his wife feels a rush that ballet while homecoming does suggest their program is done fullhanded and with simpatico that always is finalist in bra or cone shaped whip that Tanzania and Zanzibar are cleavage underwire awhile in deportment
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Aug 14, 2017
Aug 14, 2017 at 4:41 PM UTC
poetman
Arusha
In this life of Galahad again his wife feels a rush that ballet while homecoming does suggest their program is done fullhanded and with simpatico that always is finalist in bra or cone shaped whip that Tanzania and Zanzibar are cleavage underwire awhile in deportment
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Larger worlds live in constant once, upon this time in this bubble. For a poet in Tanzania it is tomorrow already.
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Aug 20, 2024
Aug 20, 2024 at 2:25 PM UTC
kenpepiton
Small worlds measure days, not times
Larger worlds live in constant once, upon this time in this bubble. For a poet in Tanzania it is tomorrow already.
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Oh! Africa! Let me tell you About my dearest Africa The cradle of human civilization The land of wonders! Undoubtedly, the second most populous Of all the continents Where Gazzeles run to survive And Lions pursue to feed In a battle of survival Let me tell you about Africa Covering six percent of earths surface Home to Nelson Mandela And greats like Fela Anikulapo Kuti But for Ethiopia and Liberia We were all colonised Introduced to foreign gods and culture In all these occurrence We never forgot Africa! 170millon of us speak Arabic 130million speak French With over 2000 different languages We are the kings of diversity Let me tell you about Africa Where we hold the ace As the hottest continent on earth Surely, a noble bragging right! Go back to your history books Let's set the record straight Africa is not a country Neither do we live on trees It is a blessed and peculiar continent Let me tell you about Africa Where our only problem is governance And corruption reigns supreme Oh! Africa! My Africa! Wait a second! Are you planning a getaway? Visit the Omo River in Ethiopia The birthplace of Emperor Halie Selasie Would you like to track Gorillas? Then would love it The Virunga Mountains of DR Congo It is worth all your penny The breathe taking scenery That Zanzizar offers Will make you relocate to Africa Surely we are The real Ministers of Enjoyment If you want a birds view Of our beautiful continent Make it to the tallest mountain in Africa Mountain Kilimanjaro, Tanzania It stands at 19,340feet Kenya reminds you of nature Cape Town, our most beautiful City The Mummies and Pyramids of Egypt And the delicacies of Calabar, Nigeria It is appointed to die once But before you do Visit our beautiful continent Your life will never remain the same That your education may be complete And I hope this inspires you!
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Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 4:01 PM UTC
gentlebabs
Let Me Tell You About Africa
Oh! Africa! Let me tell you About my dearest Africa The cradle of human civilization The land of wonders! Undoubtedly, the second most populous Of all the continents Where Gazzeles run to survive And Lions pursue to feed In a battle of survival Let me tell you about Africa Covering six percent of earths surface Home to Nelson Mandela And greats like Fela Anikulapo Kuti But for Ethiopia and Liberia We were all colonised Introduced to foreign gods and culture In all these occurrence We never forgot Africa! 170millon of us speak Arabic 130million speak French With over 2000 different languages We are the kings of diversity Let me tell you about Africa Where we hold the ace As the hottest continent on earth Surely, a noble bragging right! Go back to your history books Let's set the record straight Africa is not a country Neither do we live on trees It is a blessed and peculiar continent Let me tell you about Africa Where our only problem is governance And corruption reigns supreme Oh! Africa! My Africa! Wait a second! Are you planning a getaway? Visit the Omo River in Ethiopia The birthplace of Emperor Halie Selasie Would you like to track Gorillas? Then would love it The Virunga Mountains of DR Congo It is worth all your penny The breathe taking scenery That Zanzizar offers Will make you relocate to Africa Surely we are The real Ministers of Enjoyment If you want a birds view Of our beautiful continent Make it to the tallest mountain in Africa Mountain Kilimanjaro, Tanzania It stands at 19,340feet Kenya reminds you of nature Cape Town, our most beautiful City The Mummies and Pyramids of Egypt And the delicacies of Calabar, Nigeria It is appointed to die once But before you do Visit our beautiful continent Your life will never remain the same That your education may be complete And I hope this inspires you!
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"Wear clothes". Of course I know cats and speeds. I'm sure this is my child. In addition, "My Mom and I" are the last day. Children are located in Africa, Germany, Italy and Italy, including birds, flies, ships, ships, Europe, Germany and Rica. He struck him. Children, dogs and sports are dangerous. Sea, ACI, Jung, Balance, PSA children (ACI, Jung, FSA balance). Please send your parents ... "Kenyan, my son, little boy, outside." Europe in Europe Robert Roberts Stolica is the world's largest city. 10 Robots, Robert Roberts, Bob 500, Casio, So Burn Soto, Italian Bean Vifef Philo of Lincoln, 100, Italy Sicily Sicily Kenya 100100 bottles; OXXO VINDOO 10, and Cicero, in 1996, wanted 200,000 miles to his father's computer network. Spank's painting of Spankskaya Octavil of European Spank is 200 and 4 Evolution models. (USA); Over 100 countries, including 60% of Kenya and Kenya. Italy. Hendrik, pigs, media, tobacco, Tanzania, children and diseases. Tisma October 12, October 10, 200 - 200 - Mark Roberts and Bob Robert - In 1996 two pigs, 1000 songs, six Italians, S 200, and others. 4 English is a must-have camera. But 100 percent, Canada and Australia are four dimensions and three dimensions. 1 2: Black, 6, 20, black, scared. Under the Canadian virus, **** and Verenighe are 200 liters of the Stepteni. Clean ******* and ******* Fourth, our brothers and sisters are celebrating the 500th anniversary of the exaltation of the 100th anniversary of the 100th anniversary of Brazil's Robert Field at Brazil's 100th forests in Italy, Australia, Kenya, Eritrei, Fruit, Australia, Kenya, Eritrea and 100 forests. December 12. 10. Emotions are controlled. George, George. Store your clothing and ask for feedback. Beware of health, cats and makeup. I am a young man. In addition, "my mother, my name" is the last resort of the city. The fingers beat the fingers, legs and bridges. Children and others can see that George, Europe, Ukraine, especially Skoriop Moscow, Germany, Italy, Italy, Africa and young people. He said that the government of Canada is honored. 161 ******* and more. Not important. Kids know (ACI, Jung, Balance, FSA). Animals, dogs and toys are dangerous. Complain to parents, but ... we will not do it. "Kenny is our son, but we cannot see the Right Way West.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 7:50 PM UTC
johnny-noiπ
The Right Way West
"Wear clothes". Of course I know cats and speeds. I'm sure this is my child. In addition, "My Mom and I" are the last day. Children are located in Africa, Germany, Italy and Italy, including birds, flies, ships, ships, Europe, Germany and Rica. He struck him. Children, dogs and sports are dangerous. Sea, ACI, Jung, Balance, PSA children (ACI, Jung, FSA balance). Please send your parents ... "Kenyan, my son, little boy, outside." Europe in Europe Robert Roberts Stolica is the world's largest city. 10 Robots, Robert Roberts, Bob 500, Casio, So Burn Soto, Italian Bean Vifef Philo of Lincoln, 100, Italy Sicily Sicily Kenya 100100 bottles; OXXO VINDOO 10, and Cicero, in 1996, wanted 200,000 miles to his father's computer network. Spank's painting of Spankskaya Octavil of European Spank is 200 and 4 Evolution models. (USA); Over 100 countries, including 60% of Kenya and Kenya. Italy. Hendrik, pigs, media, tobacco, Tanzania, children and diseases. Tisma October 12, October 10, 200 - 200 - Mark Roberts and Bob Robert - In 1996 two pigs, 1000 songs, six Italians, S 200, and others. 4 English is a must-have camera. But 100 percent, Canada and Australia are four dimensions and three dimensions. 1 2: Black, 6, 20, black, scared. Under the Canadian virus, **** and Verenighe are 200 liters of the Stepteni. Clean ******* and ******* Fourth, our brothers and sisters are celebrating the 500th anniversary of the exaltation of the 100th anniversary of the 100th anniversary of Brazil's Robert Field at Brazil's 100th forests in Italy, Australia, Kenya, Eritrei, Fruit, Australia, Kenya, Eritrea and 100 forests. December 12. 10. Emotions are controlled. George, George. Store your clothing and ask for feedback. Beware of health, cats and makeup. I am a young man. In addition, "my mother, my name" is the last resort of the city. The fingers beat the fingers, legs and bridges. Children and others can see that George, Europe, Ukraine, especially Skoriop Moscow, Germany, Italy, Italy, Africa and young people. He said that the government of Canada is honored. 161 ******* and more. Not important. Kids know (ACI, Jung, Balance, FSA). Animals, dogs and toys are dangerous. Complain to parents, but ... we will not do it. "Kenny is our son, but we cannot see the Right Way West.
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What has this world done to you? O wanderer, O rolling stone, With the solitary of an oyster, With the heart of gold. With the gleam of a shining star, With the sagacity of old. You could dance with the mermaids of the Bristol Cove and dine with the Lions of Tanzania. You could make the brooding bears laugh and the queenly quokka cry. You could make the stars shine brighter and the harmonies of the hills louder. It was indubitable that your charm would, spread in this chasm of insanity and monstrosity. You let go of your harmonies and your songs. You soaked up the evil as a sponge would, faded away like some fabled city of mythology. Tell me, rolling stone, where did we go wrong? Where did all of that charm go? All I know is I miss you so.
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May 10, 2019
May 10, 2019 at 11:28 AM UTC
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Rolling Stone
What has this world done to you? O wanderer, O rolling stone, With the solitary of an oyster, With the heart of gold. With the gleam of a shining star, With the sagacity of old. You could dance with the mermaids of the Bristol Cove and dine with the Lions of Tanzania. You could make the brooding bears laugh and the queenly quokka cry. You could make the stars shine brighter and the harmonies of the hills louder. It was indubitable that your charm would, spread in this chasm of insanity and monstrosity. You let go of your harmonies and your songs. You soaked up the evil as a sponge would, faded away like some fabled city of mythology. Tell me, rolling stone, where did we go wrong? Where did all of that charm go? All I know is I miss you so.
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