deserted by sleep
eyes glued to the TV screen
spewing nauseating propaganda
the grand schemes supported
here the truth is warped
to suit the military- industrial schemes
the palestinians still pummelled
still rendered homeless
perhaps the libyans now regret
the loss of a benevolent dictator
while the iraqis wake up
from the blatant lies
for there were no weapons of mass destruction
the looting continues unabated
there in the mineral rich jungles
see the beneficiaries of fratricide
the drc still knows no peace
still deserted by sleep
wondering where the truth lies
about radical economic transformation
while crime rises in the slums
with xenophobia showing the gullibility
economic apartheid ever escalating
watching the bickering back home
all the talk about regime change
the tragicomedy now unfolding
as the sun is now setting
hear the eerie hooting of owls
the ominous laugh of hyenas
and vultures waiting for the carrion
weep no more land of my birth
refusing now to be shackled
by the chains of self hate
packaged as the biblical truth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem...truth well told