Aziz Baako Poems

What do you know about Africa?
Is it the news, the views or the review
Of news paper overviews.
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The sun masked in the roar
of the Atlantic Ocean,
whiles.
Freedom and I were discussing beeps:
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Like a Remain, I perched by a riverbank,
Close to a blustering class room
Taking the breeze
On a February first, seventeen
Hundred GMT
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The Dead were all over the place
The Dread was all in our face.
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Dear Aziz
After many years of walking the streets, viewing
And reviewing the everyday happenings
Of people like Freedom world wide, I am done
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After being the cradle
Of human kind,
After being the host
Of the greatest civilization
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These days hospitals
Are not hospitable enough.
To host the victims
Of hostilities rough enough
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Two Young couple race
As if to embrace
A speeding van racing
On a desolate street in Liberia.
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The pace of black race is laced with God’s grace,
It is amazing how we escaped disgrace
And years of degrade of our race.
I was near tears when I reflected the years of fear
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Like the eve of every event
The preparation to prevent
The preparatory school
From burning wasn’t cool
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