alexander opicho Poems
Ebola! Ebola! Ebola!
you are only hunting in the exhausted fields,
you predecessors have done evil marvel in this land
Africa's sons and daughter were heavily taken away
in slave raid, colonial rampage two world wars, cancer
and HIV aids, Ebola you must be ashamed to come here,
are you as foolish as lioness that must follow the path
initially taken by her husband the lion?
Ebola Africa is dead tired and lain forlorn
by strange diseases not known by it
but only named in the land of their cradle
where HIV was born in the Irish Laboratory
on trial and ...
We Are Dying Tommorrow
My self my wife and my two children will die tomorrow
Lucky, my first born daughter died last month
I and my wife we had Aids viruses
We have no immunity to take us forth
We are all dying tomorrow
My wife is thin like a ghost
I breathe with sound like a train
My kids look ugly like ghouls of Loudon