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African Poems
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              African Phoenix
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              Out of the ashes of a phoenix
              A new African phoenix is born
              As black and as famished as ever
              Carrying the same loads of thorn
              The same batches of infamy
              Of disease, of wars, of hunger
              The same scars in the horn
              As politicians to each others whisper
              Sweet lies; with no conscience to scorn
              As they exhale and praises inhale over dinner
              And more ranks to their siblings adorn
              Africa stands aloof as distant as ever
              As unique as an alien unicorn
              Writhing in mounts of litter
              Burdened, broken and outworn

              O'Africa;

              You bleeding mammoth of mother
              You vale of tears; of forlorn
              Your love is ebbless and silent as a river
              Your smile as homely as spring as morn
              You cry for us when we in far lands shiver
              You sing for us when we are buried and born
              You grieve for us when we in your arms suffer
              You pamper us when we are tired and torn

              O'Africa;

              You carcass for every alien scavenger
              You open wound to every Jabir and John
              How oblivious you are to your Saracean slaver
              What a merciful saint you are; what a pawn
              To every megalomaniac and messianic vulture
              Wasn't it Nkrumah who first saw the throne?
              They banished him; I can vividly remember
              They betrayed him for few sacks of corn
              And after forty years of wines and winter
              After lifeless, loveless, long nights of lorn
              After decades of the eternal death's encounter
              Do I see or do I dream of the first signs of dawn
              Oh! No; don't you wake me up brother
              No; not to the same howls and horn
              Not to the same wolves' prayer
              As the new century's lonely lovelorn.

              Bashir Goth, July 11, 2002 - In response to the much touted birth of the African Union

              Copyright 2002 Bashir Goth



              Child Soldiers
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              Heavens cry, mothers bemoan;
              Father and son trade hot metals;
              Nations slug out, children at front;
              Young minds dance the limbo.

              Munition, wars, as toy games;
              Battle field as play grounds;
              Bullets blow the whistle;
              Trenches shield blind shots.

              Murder tutorials the course;
              Predation, vandalism, an honor;
              Grades in white stripes;
              Nation wastes her rising suns.

              Chief Charles O. Okereke

              Copyright 2003 Chief Charles O. Okereke

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              African Diaspora
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              In the diaspora he sat down;
              And there he wept;
              Remembering Africa;
              Mouth open, unable to a song.

              Eyes full of the ocean;
              Mouth imploded with praises;
              Thought stacked full of memories,
              Memories of Motherland Africa.

              In bits he uttered;
              Africa, my cherised home;
              In the diaspora unable to a song;
              I want to come to thee.

              Chief Charles O. Okereke

              Copyright 2002 Chief Charles O. Okereke

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              Liberia
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              Land of freedom;
              Land of the setting sun;
              In Americas you rose;
              Freedom in sought.

              Land of great heros;
              Land of revolutionaries;
              Liberia or liberty;
              Sierra Leon bemoaned.

              Beautiful seashore home;
              Pride of Africa;
              Symbol of blackness;
              Great black icon.

              Thou shall rise again;
              African Union enshrined;
              Thy labor to bear fruit;
              Bounty, peace, freedom.

              Chief Charles O. Okereke

              Copyright 2002 Chief Charles O. Okereke

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              Oiled To Foolishnes
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              Drinks and broke;
              Gambles away, violent home;
              Home abused, neglected;
              Comparable analog.

              All over the world;
              Worst in Africa;
              Oil boom, human nightmare;
              Nation suffocates;

              Sold in barrels;
              Accounted in margins;
              Pockets full, treasury dry;
              Loot 'Swissed';

              Ethnic bickering;
              Resource control fumes;
              Gun barrels hold unity;
              Nation in coma;

              Gravely deep sleep;
              Angels hover above,
              For nations requiem mass;
              Oiled to foolishness?

              Chief Charles O. Okereke

              Copyright 2002 Chief Charles O. Okereke

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              Madness & Vultures' Feast
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              In Europe it started big and massive;
              Great wars, great loses, great feasts, 3Gs;
              Human madness, mankind's zealousness;
              We killed, we maimed, we polluted;
              The air stenched, vultures rejoiced our madness.

              Munition sounds, heavenly jet bombardments;
              Destructions on earth, lives hacked away;
              We fool, vultures feast and bury loved ones;
              The air smell, bones criss-cross the land;
              Warriors and people perish, senseless wars.

              Whole wide earth besieged with 3Gs;
              Wars, loses, senseless feasts, feasts on lives;
              Asia arms, Mid E. rocks, Africa fight, Europe alert;
              Vultures bury, grow on flesh, exhume as feces;
              Bones criss-cross the land, pathetic signs of R.I.P.

              Chief Charles O. Okereke

              Copyright 2002 Chief Charles O. Okereke

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              Black & White
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              Countless human colors;
              Within, across, races;
              God's earthly flower garden;
              Blessing to mankind.

              Africa mother stock;
              Home of germination;
              Divine manifestation,
              Until whole earth bedded.

              Beauty more than a trait;
              Diversity most beautiful;
              Monocolor too boring;
              Races beauty of earth.

              Races like rainbow;
              Earth horizon beautified,
              To His glory above;
              All that dwell rejoice.

              Chief Charles O. Okereke

              Copyright 2002 Chief Charles O. Okereke

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              Dungeon Cells
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              In Africa, everywhere;
              Third world they thrive;
              Change first claim;
              Reach out as saviors.

              Trade on votes;
              Shoot down power at times;
              Plunder whole nation;
              Bank away in West;

              Army bully to fear;
              Murder, blackmail, opposition;
              Rape to satisfy lust;
              Quench throat with alcohol.

              No looking East;
              Home destitute, in disrepair;
              West thrives with loot;
              Rise up, oh! Africa.

              Chief Charles O. Okereke

              Copyright 2002 Chief Charles O. Okereke

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              Nigerian Bones
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              There are bones in Nigeria
              That needs flesh
              The flesh is democracy
              And I see it coming

              But you have to open
              up yourself to the flesh
              Because you will recieve
              Help and blessings abondantly

              They bones are the whole
              house Of Nigeria,Our bones
              are dry We are cut off and
              Hopes are being lost

              But God said I will open
              Your grave and save you
              And course you to come out
              Bring you to the land Nigeria

              Anele E. Obasih

              Copyright 2002 Anele Obasih

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              Africa My Continent
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              Arise and shine Africa
              Arise and Shine for God has put spirit in you.
              Arise Africa that my country belong to.
              Shine Africa,the land of many continent.

              Arise and shine Africa
              The proud land of our forefathers.
              The beautiful land of Africa
              For God has bless you
              With many resources

              Arise and shine Africa
              The sweet home of our fore fathers
              The land that God's love will manisfested
              The sweet land of many talents.

              Arise and shine Africa
              Live in peace,for only
              Living in peace that your
              Blessings will shine out in the world.

              Anele E. Obasih

              Copyright 2002 Anele Obasih

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              The shine Banner of Africa
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              They sweet land of Africa.
              Shine for you have been
              blessed and be proud of who you
              Are, for God has rescue you.

              For you have been blessed
              with many recourses for God is
              in control of your destiny
              But your have to arise and shine.

              for you have to be strong
              only being strong and faithful
              And peaceful that your
              Land will shine with blessing.

              Have faith in God and your country
              Have love in God and your country.
              Always give your best to your country.
              Our home,sweet land of Africa
              God bless you.

              Anele E. Obasih

              Copyright 2002 Anele Obasih

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              Demoniger
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              Any country that open
              up themselves for help
              will receive help abundantly
              I see it coming to Nigeria.

              He will put spirit in her
              And console them to live
              And place you in your land
              Then you will take stick

              And will write with it
              lean not on your own
              Understanding,trust in him.
              Fear the almighty,depart

              From your evils,Do not be
              Wise on your own,It will
              be healthy to your strength
              And strengthen your bones.

              Anele E. Obasih

              Copyright 2002 Anele Obasih

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