Ghana (Rime) Poem by Efe Benjamin

rhyme;
mine stinks like a Lagos grime.
smile, found fading away, my life
but yours melts with confusion
giving hearts questions, rhetoric
while politicians are murdered
on a beach, keramo.
taciturn;
you don't say a word
i already know,
their government, rulership
marked by dictatorship,
tyranny is best for our enemies.
ghana, with more citizens gather
nigeria, with more votes garner
while rowsily you steal my brothers
i like the president mandela
set the record straight for the coming obama
i like jonathan, his patience
our best english teacher
estrange politicians from student
professors are bearded, learned
politicians are looters, liars
masses, bunch of losers
they laugh over our folly
it is crazy
prostitutes are cheap commodities.
muses;
food for soul is music
i love marley
the wailers keep wailing
sade sings like a siren
euterpe for my lines is poetry,
no-etry, or tragedy,
no, this is such bad poetry.
over here, in my head
i hear the call of sirens
luring away my ship in a whirlpool
scylla, charybdis, i abhor thee
fire emitting typhon
where art thy sinews mighty zeus?
wax, more wax for thy ears, odysseus
bound in a mast
sirens;
i love the siren sisters
with voice, sweet like a marmalade
never unbound me, dear comrades.
orpheus, bard in hades,
kore, queen of shades
sweet eurydice, is for you I sing.
sisyphus cheated death once
as he trapped death in his own trade, hell.
like the returning americans
with dollars and all that, you got the pass
we may live forever
forget hungry brothers
can't wait no longer, darling meet me in hell
last night my girl is dead
sandra, sweet sandra
like a Troy's cassandra
her lips, as sweet as sugar
kissed her once upon a time in summer,
her father is a midas
She lives in a palace of gold
neverthrow stones
her heart is made of gold
you may never know
mine is made of stone
beyond the shores of limbo
dante created a hell, inferno
and for sake of benjamin's enemies
let them burn in hell for me.
education, fornication
students skip the lectures
teachers hold the marks
after i fukked the lecturers
and put some bears in his thirsty throat
i am sure to get the first class.
ghana, their ghana,
i love thee,
with my heart
I detest thee
brothers, let's put out burning fires
this land is burning
while you are busy, making wings, flying
to the americas,
to ghana, their ghana
boys in khaki shorts, knickers, wannabe millionaires
haramians, burning like hell and fire
worshippers, running helter scelter
is this the world of your craving?
religion;
you did me wrong, really
it is either you face the reality
or die in fantasy
they have chosen,
i need a ladder, take me to the father
who brought down sons and daughters
children are dying in thousands
politicians are busy making the bullions, millions
religious churches, business ventures
and language is a figure of speech
taban is a poet eccentric
nietzsche killed god with a poem
and died in few years
so sad
the world called him mad
makes me sigh
i need a sire
mine don't care for my desires
brothers, sisters, related relatives
won't take me to a level higher
makes me madder
economy don't ever get better
and I was born in a year of a great depression
my life, fraught with deprivation
and hell is nature
sandy, mandy, siamese sisters of brandy
tonight you're looking plucky
don't be silly, get off the panty
tonight, am feeling randy
i'd smoked weed with willy
really, he's crazy, really, a lunatic
religious leaders are dogmatic
the planet is one crazy entity
but it is ghana, their ghana
our new america
this land of milk and honey
ghana, their ghana
its for you i rhyme
your shores boom like a market square
but mine stinks like a Lagos grime
sad, I don't wine and dine
don't like those grimy slime.
don't worry, a change is coming
we're coming, to ghana, their ghana
this land is flowing with honey
it is funny, when you keep lunatics in your pulpit
the girl next door detest the household chores
so you get her a nanny
the mummy is a dummy.
from ghana, brothers are coming
with hands, smeared in blood and cedies
internet, fraudulent activities
Its a pity
they will have no clue
and you outwit them without a rue
before, africans and monkeys are one
so you enslaved my brothers.
cindy is the lesbian
don't need no man, no husband
i love naomi
oh darling you make me so horny
will you be my mummy?
and god is dead
nietzsche shouted it
taban took it up
i take it in
love is dead
meanwhile I sit on the struggle, the hustle,
life is a strife, a jungle
but it is ghana, their ghana
this land is waxing stronger.