You lure me in with your phantom wealthTo study my formYou use my weaknesses to wrap me around your fingersAnd use your colourless twines to make me your robotForcing me to sell my own…to help you build your estatesYou starved and whipped…and wounded and killed my blood beingsAnd had the effrontery to blame them for […]
The Gallic Rooster’s greed…of Feeding off part of AfricaMakes it nothing but a despicable leach IIWhy is Marianne still pecking on a struggling continentWhile posing big and powerful?The Lily Flower should know when shame showersAnd leave the struggling to grow IIIFor it is suffocating our continentAnd killing our land!It is deteriorating our chances of growthAnd […]
We lie apartFaintly breathing while some of our parts are being wheeled in many a cartAs our French hands are being butchered and batteredOur English legs are being pulled and brokenOur beautiful teeth, given us by Odomankomah, are being dug and stolenOur wide eyes are grimly made dim and frozenAs our minds watch the chronics, […]
“Take armsBased on qualmsTo kill peace and cut us into weeds in our own farmsSo we can beg, our made up owners, for almsYou greedy swarms…who hate to tow the calms! IIHow can we trust the pen…which bleeds ink and not blood?How can we trust the book…which leads fights with war?How can we trust debates…which […]
Feed the cattle back their milk Give the dogs back their barks Hand the silkworms back their silk Give the trees back their barks Put the carnassials back in the mouths of the pride of lions Leave the blind to search their own Zions That’s what’s fair! II Turn time into a truck And drive […]
Alien things are swallowing ours Their gluttony making them relegate their teeth to the background As their tongues fold to push Through the mortar of their mouths Everything with an African tag II Civilization first removed our eyeballs And replaced them with artificial ones Making seers the abominations they abhorred Banishing themselves through shrines they […]
Take me back Back to gold coast Where salt and mirror Beat the price of gold II Take me back Back to Gold Coast Where naivity was bliss And minds suckled from the breast of nature As none cared about the peak of stature III Take me back Back to Gold Coast Where snow so […]
I need to dine With the queen of England And if we wine I will be in Powerland To find the soul Of the sea of English Which gave enlightening bowl From the rivers of British And made some clowns in wish for crowns II I need to dine With the queen of England And […]
(FOR THOSE IN THE DIASPORA) If you fear overtakings Because the foundations of your birthings Shake like the grounds Being walked on by elephants uncountable Take no guns to bully the blacks Wake your forefathers Wake them from their accursed graves To send them back to their roots To make them the royals they were […]
When hunters’ hunts unveiled her She sat in mystery like the virgin she was Adorned by great forests Clothed by beautiful trees Surrounded by caring rivers Being serenaded by great seas As she sat on the much need riches Scared at first, they sought to shoot Then realized her worth And sought to take They […]
We work under the moody Sky Running when we have to Lifting with strength conjured, baggages of pain, Hatred, Dissapointments, And need, But she never gets satisfied. She lashes out her anger by bellowing her flames to burn high We the slaves She frowns with her scary clouds to blind We the slaves She […]
There goes the woman With foamy dirty hair And a naked dirty air There goes the woman Captured in her barefooted leer In her place no one would want nothing but sneer But her strength dazzles the captors who see it as rare Wanting felicitations from their peer Who also want a taste of this […]
When there was the struggle And many stayed away from the trouble You stood and was thrown in the can For not being to injustice, a fan. Yes, in the can, From where many a-nothings run, You stood tall And took the fall Rising from beneath the dirt and heeding to the call Of change How strange! That you changed the nature of all the addictive […]
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