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BAPTISED WITH FIRE (Poetry) 9-10-2009
by kaboyo julius
We are baptised with gunfire And held an AK47 for a candle. We have been immersed in cold blood: To wash away our tears and fear. From that moment we joined the bundle of the family of damnation-not salvation. We were baptised with...

flash love (Poetry) 3-03-2009
by kaboyo julius
its not am impatient dear, but rather, i so much fear; like one awaiting a dear to come out of the bush clearly, he ends up spearing the tail. like one awaiting a rose to blosom fully, it withers in his hands so do i fear dear to loose...

FREEDOM? (Poetry) 20-03-2011
by kaboyo julius
FREEDOM? Freedom without control is but chaos, sSpeaking much is not a measure of sense, Communications without a message is like a monologue intended for no one. Hearing and not comprehending is like a whirling wing on the trees. Praying...

Imagination (Poetry) 20-10-2008
by kaboyo julius
Mighty is the power or imagination. It is the material behind creation, The only route towards reality, The opener of the locked minds, The catalyst that drives motion and ability. If you want to test the power of imagination, Close...

Memories (Poetry) 17-03-2011
by kaboyo julius
When on back I flash back, My memories turn the day into dark, I see children starving and wailing in worry, Women whose faces appear sorry and weary Men whose eyes are marked with fear and tears. When on my back I flash back, My back...

Oh, my mother! (Poetry) 29-10-2008
by kaboyo julius
I wonder why wired wickedness Wipes wildly our worthy culture? A kingdom where bulls mowed like calves, In zigzag ways, women’s waists wagged, Sending weak men wild with morality, Where men valued virtue and vanity Beyond beauty. Children...

This life (Poetry) 20-10-2008
by kaboyo julius
What offense have we committed? We are born prematurely, Wailing in agony, blind and mute, Hearing that which we can't comprehend, Visualizing that which we cannot see, Guilty of sins not committed. Why then do we live? We sprout...

Why Africa? (Poetry) 1-11-2008
by kaboyo julius
Why should it be Africa, where children starve amidst food, people die evil deaths without cause, war wipes out entire communities and commodities and causes panic inside our intestines-- leading to miscarriages that discourage our courage?...