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by erick ochieng otieno | |
Published on: May 29, 2007 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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Every time they we speak We preach peace Every time we act We act war When will we realize That we were given intelligence Not to finish ourselves But to build ourselves Support ourselves Encourage ourselves Inspire ourselves Inform ourselves Oh! Dear What happened to you? I have been thinking I said I loved you I said we were friends We need cooperation As friends in deeds As we cooperate You need to give that And that And that And that too Oh! I almost forgot And that too How could I forget that? Well you see it is In the spirit of friendship You are the most valuable friend I have Who told you I am your enemy I then know my friend Who failed? To do good things For a friend That is an axis of evil And something evil is evil Unless I can cooperate with them To get what I wanted You know we are friends in deed We are a strategic friend To gain when there is something To gain And to fight you as an axis of evil When you don’t give What I expect of you But I ask you one question Is it not possible to dialogue? Well that is quite a good idea But you know We will dialogue Later When there is peace You mean, When I give you what You had requested? I see you get the point You know we fight Evil Evil on earth is ungodly We need to cleanse the world We are the best of the best We are the police of the world The world gave us the mandate When you have a gun I see you as the evil one I have a duty to protect All the others But who will protect me? I then see from yonder Faces of the children, of women Of girls, of boys, of fathers From America, Iraq, Iran, Kenya, Darfur, Afghanistan, Of Congo, I mean everywhere I turn my head, they are crying They are mourning, they are bleeding, Is this the peace? I was promised, Is this the good life? I was promised? I keep on wandering But even before I finish I hear a spy plane, I hear a war plane, I hear a bulldozer My house roof is down My room is down, I hear,…….. What was that? Well the world police are passing Don’t look For you will be a suspect A militant suspect And justice will be met on you Even before trial You shall be bombed You shall be ……. Hey don’t Say that aloud You are not to speak For you don’t have aright to This world has its owners They are the gods of the world They are free from sin They preach peace They have a strong army That can crash With one finger Their army it is said Is guided by God They can not go wrong For they are holier than thou We see them We hear them We fear them They preach peace they act war « return. |