Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe
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Poem "Old Man":
- written November 2009
- published November 9, 2009
- viewed 9 times
Other poems by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe:
»A Prayer for Transformation«
»A Question of Beauty«
»A Sketch of Democracy«
»Amidst the Boring Brown«
»At The Golf Course ' 97«
»Crime and grime«
»Doomed Destiny«
»Dreaming In Limbo«
»Easy Crossing the Balustrade«
»Emerging Images«
»End of Time«
»Fading Hope«
»Friendship«
»From The Inside Looking In«
»Hopelessness«
»If you turn the pages...«
»In The Name Of Freedom«
»Legend Brother«
»Let it not be said then (an English sonnet)«
»Life's Order«
»Listen«
»Loneliness«
»Love, My Friends (an English sonnet)«
»More Blessings«
»Mother Africa«
»Mothers, Women, Wives«
»No more«
»Of misery and Anguish«
»On Saying Goodbye«
»Once Upon A time«
»Our Golden Girl«
»Political Condoms«
»Relationships«
»Sing Our Song«
»Street Child«
»Sweet Bondage«
»Take The Bull By The Horns«
»The 'Human Garbage'«
»The 'X' of Exile«
»The Brown Messiah«
»The Cold Day Unveils«
»The Knocking Woodpecker«
»The meaning of loneliness«
»The Poets Have Spoken«
»The Prison I'm Not In«
»The Way«
»Things I Miss In Exile«
»This Life - An Oxymoron«
»True Love«
»When in your eyes It looks«
»When the end beckons«
»Zany«
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Poem "Old Man":
- written November 2009
- published November 9, 2009
- viewed 9 times
Other poems by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe:
»Old Man«
by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe
You have lost the glamour
What you say has no humour
Not now when you drink the blood
Of your subjects in a flood
Welcome to your farewell
From this land you dwell
Your children you sacrifice
To your god of greed and malice
Poverty, disease are their daily bread
While you to remove they dread
You make the house of stone a kingdom
Leasing out not a chink of freedom
Your helmeted teeth are bared
Tear-gassing, torturing the unarmed
Your prisons are gaping open
To swallow those you condemn
Those who clamour for equity
On this land dripping inequity
Move over old man 'dear'
For on the wall the writing is clear
This land belongs not to you alone
There's happiness even when you're gone
It's not wisdom to live this long
For God knows who's wrong.
What you say has no humour
Not now when you drink the blood
Of your subjects in a flood
Welcome to your farewell
From this land you dwell
Your children you sacrifice
To your god of greed and malice
Poverty, disease are their daily bread
While you to remove they dread
You make the house of stone a kingdom
Leasing out not a chink of freedom
Your helmeted teeth are bared
Tear-gassing, torturing the unarmed
Your prisons are gaping open
To swallow those you condemn
Those who clamour for equity
On this land dripping inequity
Move over old man 'dear'
For on the wall the writing is clear
This land belongs not to you alone
There's happiness even when you're gone
It's not wisdom to live this long
For God knows who's wrong.
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