Roland Nkwah Cho Poems

Long are their hours of labour!
Servants with no eye on the clock…
In this slow drowning aridity!
Still protesting; though no longer in tight holes!
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Calmly and elegantly you flow!
Deeply my imagination you blow!
Like a kingly bed is your flatness,
Like milked-coffee is your brownness!
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Mistakes made and acknowledged
Mistakes made and abolished
Mistakes not made but assumed
Mistakes made but consumed
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Rulers in our nation abound
Rulers for whom Ours is a playground
Rulers more vocal than practical
Rulers more tactical than technical
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See me the way I am
Take me for whom I am
Know me for what I am
And then, you'll know real me!
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I saw you first a long time ago
When you seemed just beginning to grow.
I got into your arms,
And round me you clad your arms.
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To Her I came for sustenance!
In Her open arms I sheltered, though still trembling;
Because Her arms remained wide open to fall out of
Though still vulnerable or so I felt,
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People talk and people invite or visit
Talk about Home, invite or visit Home
People visit and visit again and maybe again
‘Cos there’s something to talk about or visit
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We must stand up now
We must start the fights; fights not fought or forgotten!
Why do we see ourselves more unable to do what we can?
Why do we always think the West can help us or should help us?
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You are in everyone and in everything,
Spoken of by everyone.
Your seven-lettered name evokes reactions.
Good are some, bad are others:
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