Lambon Salifu Muhammeed Poems

I had a dream!
A dream that came in the outfit of love.
In the premises of this dream
I saw out of the unknown many
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When mum died,
The public litter bins became the mangers that sheltered my dinner.
When mum died,
I became a wardrobe of reekish rags, a popular carteen for flies When mum died,
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Pleas', murder it not

Take me to the calvary
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Here we perished
For a count'y we so much adored
But did our dear country love us?
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If thy work is to lie idle and command heaven,
To serve you coffee and bread of honey for breakfast, fried rice and chicken for lunch, pizza for supper,
I promise thou shall have all in the most priceless famous garbage restaurant where the scavengers equally suckle
If thy work is to lie idle and command heaven,
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I bid not a plethora of gold
Or silver for thy love,

Not a giant graceful palace
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O' Ghana,
Bid not thy gallant hope farewell

Let not the pestilence of despair rob thy glamorous dreams
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Tell them!

Look on to my face
And let fall the secret
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Doubt not, she worth than nature
Arena of beauty, thy love I seek
Lie here with me forever
On thy bosom, perish my loveache
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