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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I still kiss you in my dreams
And dream about you when I kiss
I’ll regain you someday, it seems.
You are the only thing I really miss!
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For being Black, I am feared!
But by some I am revered.
Because I am Black explorers "Treat" me.
Since I have darker skin employers cheat me.
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Were it just for friendship, I would understand.
Because, it can start and end with or no jingles!
Were it just because you are a beauty, and I, a male,
I would think it is why I need you!
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Does Man become animal?
Or animals become Men?
Who thinks? Who feels? Who cares? !
True that; Man is able to think.
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Everyone smiles with you
Even when you’ve no smile to give.
Everyone smiles at you
Even when you think they’d rather cry.
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Since I met you, many years have gone,
Many ups and downs have we known.
Many are those who have seen us,
Some have merely heard about us
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Like the lion, we want to be;
Holding everyone suspect
And thinking its flesh is fresh.
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My heart leaps before these seas of human remains.
Is there nobody to stop it?
The scenes have been frequent and scary!
Nobody knows when it is coming,
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