George Shadrack Kamanda Poems

Lies at the start are dismissal
Lies at the end are denials
Lies of the present are worrying
Lies of the past are troubling
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Some have detached roofs over their heads
Some have broken bricks to cover their homes.
And Some are moving about in disarray,
Just like the life they live in,
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Rivers running dry,
As if the continent is deprive
Their goals so high,
But their actions full of lies.
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Oh Mama Africa,
Just one day, you can smile again,
And someday, you can rise again.
A rise that will come as a surprise,
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It glitters for the privileged
It bitters for the unprivileged
To many, it is called a fine gem stone
With it shiny looks and precious goods
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I think about our history and not our mystery
I worry about our exploitation, not our purported degeneration
I imagine the blankness of our continent scenery
I puzzled over our rules of strenuous institutions
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From the fringes of the western mountains
To the western shores of Freetown
From the clutches of colonialism
To the spirit of self-independence
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Unending scandals,
growing rampant
Everyday,
With a plausible solution far away
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