Biography of alexander opicho
social researcher and a lecturer
alexander opicho's Works:
refer African writer.com
alexander opicho Poems
My Dear Africa
My dear, sole beloved, Sweetheart, are you still joyous of me, and also not worried about my love for you I was so very upset when I last visited you,
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
Why John F. Kennedy Committed Suicide...
Some times tremors of foolish wise thoughts, pass man's mind like waves of earth quakes across the muscles of unsuspecting earth, to day one of the type has visited my brain,
When Is An African Landing On The Moon?
Russia landed Yuri Gagarin on the moon, As America aped through Neil Armstrong, And Russia vowed for a lunar Military base, A blend of bitter-Sweet music to American ears,
The most misused natural resource is animal emotion Animal jelousy, animal love, animal happiness, animal libido,
Ode To African Sex Workers
Alexander K Opicho (Eldoret, Kenya; firstname.lastname@example.org)
Top Lesbian Ode To Oral Sex
The flame in my flesh burns tor like Above conventions of average humanity, Propelled to hatred of their opposite By the pristine charm in the streaks of culture,
Better The Gorillas Of Rwanda
Better the gorillas of Rwanda are given birth certificate Within a brief while of their visiting the earth, Their security is guaranteed by the state machinery Basking in the full confidence of three meals a day,
Ode To Food On The Table
Alexander K Opicho (Eldoret, Kenya; email@example.com) Hallo Mr food , allow me to salute you with Germany hello
Organisational Culture And Its Role In T...
ALEXANDER KHAMALA OPICHO ABSTRACT
Ballads Of Joseph The Father Of Jesus
BALLADS OF JOSEPH THE FATHER OF JESUS Alexander K Opicho
De-Holocaustize The Six Million Jews
it has now gone an epical song like the fables of Homer and Ramayana, or else a national anthem like the poem of Tagore, in India and lesbian song of Brenda Fasie in south Africa,
A Negro Disputing With His Penis
Why are you stretching around? Like a crazy creature, stretching And erecting at every bossom's sight Don't you know this to be vile?
Ode To The Breasts Of A Woman
in my state of being a deadly sex rapscallion i knew not why there are breasts on a woman
You are in Kenya or anywhere in Africa
It is noon time or hunger time
Not lunch time becoz not all will eat
Swams of humanity suffocating the city
Toing and froing in search of victuals
To rich very rich sleazing in the bastions of Japan
The poor too on the street slow and confused
Tortured by my despair of; what I will eat now?
The idle mobs in rapscallion outage ready to lynch