HAPPY FATHER'S DAYS TO ALL FATHERS ....
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PLUCKED ROSES
Tattered, ravished , impoverished
Scary looking like a scarecrow
Your image portays your betrayal
Your hoodies once supple at it's best
Now devoured by lovers, unfaithful and cruel
While your fruits lay trampled, perishing
On alien fields , scattered, shattered
Your strength wasting and waning
Your milk draining down the gutter
Your light flickering and smouldering
Awaiting a last blow, a dagger to your soul .
Behold your Joseph's hand in chains
Elder brothers cruel and mean
Sold them slaves to brutish taskmasters
Innocent souls betrayed by their blood
They crossed seven rivers
Seven seas, seven mountains
Wanderers in search of their heritage coat
Coat of many colours inherited
Ripped from them by elder brothers
Evil Brothers self centered brethren .
Behold your voatt lies in your father's chamber
On racks, in sack, on land, in banks
On field, on trees, on ridges , in heaps
Thou deprivey one, great man of old
Who will bring back your rose, yeah, your staff ?
Who will your fruity usher to your laps?
Who will restore your ancient crown ?
Now worn unvalued on alien heads ?
Crown of your princes forlorn.
Dispersed, detached from your bosom warmth
Freezing princes, hewers of wood
Drawers of water
Keepers of gates
Cleaners of loos
Prince at home, bond servants abroad.
Your palaces are empty
Devoid of drum beats
Devoid of their well laid out sanyan cover
Your market squares are quiet and vacant
Devoid of joyful children's cheers
Your high streets depressingly solitudy
Devoid of their alluring Bata dances
Your farms are weedy, turned to thick jungles
Bug-ridden, infested Hy rodents, hyenas, lions, and vipers.
Wake from slumber, oh man of valour
Bounce to life, out of shoel
Giant of Africa , pick up your life line
Resource abound to heal your wounds ....
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Happy father's day to all daddy out their and happpy birth to me advance ( June 19).... 