Behind this plastic smile on the face
The smile that brings false happiness
Which engulfs the happy sorrowful face
Is a large lamp of untold bitterness
Held tight by strong unseen force
Bitterness that betrays the heart’s tenderness

Behind this forced smile you see
Is a pool of tears just like a surging sea
Unnoticed tears of a genuine plea
Plea of deliverance from vultures’ spree
Will this cry be heard and set us free?

Within this false smile are sore scars
That itches the heart breeding unseen tears
Pains of decades behind this cruel bars
Separated from the light of sweet romantic stars
Behind this smile is a genuine cry,but who cares
In this pains the hearts bleeds and tears

Behind this broad smile is a pool of pain
Pain of years with nobody to care
In the curtains of smile I hide the pain
For the cry has had nothing better to bear
Deep within the heart is plain pain
Pain of Africans on freedom chain,
With no hopes of redemption from vulture like kings
Behind this false smile is untold pain
Of the native aliens

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Trim this unbecoming personality
Revive that lost sweet sense of sanity
Hull me out of this den of iniquity
Teach me,direct me to the real reality
Let me live to the best of my ability
And change this vulture like society
Where insanity rules over humanity

Instill in me the wisdom of a child
Of loving all even the veteran enemy
Wisdom of laughing even when hated by the world
Seeing all the problems as just being petty
Grow in me the blossoming seed of love of the child
Love that discriminate not and unite the world
A sense of forgiveness is my daily prayer
Instill it in me,let me soar higher

Pull out the jealous spirit in me
The spirit that values ethnicity that unity
Rekindle the lost love in me
Love that brings together a strong nation
Where peace is the daily phrase
And love is the most common quote
Smash this fight prone dirty heart
That courses brothers and sisters to fight
Draw me from the dark darkness,lead me to that light
Plunge in me a pure magnificent heart
Unity is what I would like to see in my sight

I  am that third world nation
Where the previous calmness has turned into confusion
Where peace has been buried in the far yonder
Like a deadly spirit,citizens left to wander
Running to our neighbors living with frustration
Peace stolen by the warmongers
As a nation  I go down to make a prayer
FATHER restore the peace that we lost to the fighters

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                  Life down here is a total mess
            Overwhelmed by the troubles that I face
                  Living the life that never was
        Situation has robbed away my peace
      Hope lost in the far away sapphire skies
           To me hell has already broken loose
I live in the memories of life that was
                  After destroying what I gained for years

                    Am not living a life but a lie
               A question in my skull is but why
          The once soft ground now very dry
       Life so bitter however much I try
At times I go down to my knees to pray
But the haunting memories always carry me away
          Left rigt and centre my head swey
     Memories of better life now gone astray
I am left with nothing but a genuine cry

               I once lived life of great fame
        Money,cars and all that I can’t name
All have blown and is like a dream
A dream of the heavens from which I came
                   I am crippled,infact am lame
        Fame and name turned into shame
                    My candle is now lighting dim

          Life is now a cylce of trouble and confusion
     Burrying me in an oasis of imagination
Living a life with no direction,no vision
So as I stand in this zone of frustration
                  I make a genuine and lifetime confesion
      I am living borrowed life of frustration
   Because I drunk the better life.      worth living

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Through the hill tops and the warping valleys
By the river banks and and the vast shores
I gasp for a breath and postpone my duties
As i remember the nice sweet stories
Which i whispered into her all time listening ears
The nonesence stories all with emptiness
Though to her meant the whole world all times
An oasis of laughter and broad smiles

As i turned six,strong you stood
Trudging through the heavy thick mud
With a bag on my back,walking by your side
Day in day out on this same road
Taking me to that sweet prison
Where knowledge and morals were injected
Into my young empty skull every season….

Back i came,my shirt full of dirt
You looked at my short,torn into two parts
You remained happy,never worried of that
At time you checked my filthy folded books
Showed me how to do it best
At the end i passed all the tests
Thank you for that pure magnificent heart
This piece is for you,mum you are the best

Here i now stand a responsible man
Believing that all things are possible under the sun
I write this poetic piece with my ever leaking poetic pen
Appreciating all you have done to me since then….
As i bask on this warm soothing sun
I weave my appreciation into words of wisdom
Mum,pick this roses and feel its sweet fragrance
They are all for you,
Appreciation for your tender care

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I cant really assertain
If this is my real identity
Because i fail to certify
I guess i lost my sanity
Why am I so different?
Is it that i cant trace my originality
No, this must be a mistaken identity

Me of all of them
Happen to be different in all ways
In this planet where everyone is for fame
I am the only pushing for justice always
My equals claim that to them i bring shame
Because i am not with them in that game
I am for those who dont have a say
They are for fame and name
So we aren’t the same
They are mistaking my identity

I am an alienated being
Can’t trace myself in this society
Where fame and name is the major thing
The sane are now drunk in insanity
Show where is the animal,where is the human being
In this vulture flooded society
Despite this i stand tall and say no to all odds…..
What makes them doubt my sanity
Brother..this is my true identity,mistake it not
Justice i preach,I will retreat not

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Tracy is feeling weak
Since last week
I guess she is sick
Though i cant risk
To go to her and ask
If she is sick
I cant give her tablets
Because i am afraid
She might have done it again

Like the other time
Her legs are swelling
she doesnt like eating
She is ever vomiting
And ever fattening
She is not walking
She prefers sitting
When others are working
She has abruptly become brown
With her belly ever swelling
I am afraid she has done it again

The first time you did it
You were barely eighteen
At a very tender age
You brought a grandson to us
I remember you almost died
Because you were still young
And i thought you could learn a lesson
From the pain you endured
I lack what to say
When i see you eating soil again
Putting on an oversize dress
You have probaby done it again

Tracy my sister
You have burried my dignity
Doing it twice while still in school
This time am very unhappy
You know doing it made Lexy drop out of school
It made Eve give up her dream
And Sally almost died
When she tried to do premature birth
Through induced medical action
In the name of abortion
On you i have lost trust
I will just treat you like the rest
Why have you done it again!

Many have suffered
Because of doing it
You Tracy included
Look now you dropped out of school
You have lost your dignity
To us you have brought a burden
Of caring for two children
Because of early pregnancies
The rest please hear my cry
I am actually pleading
Lets avoid them because we can
untill it is the right time
Let us not do it again!

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