Koffi B Sossou Poems

Why couldn't English be easy?
Even the great poet Edwards complained about it
Why couldn't English be easy?
[He] could be she
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Gangsters use it to commit murder and regret after
Never can you control your sense when you hold a bottle
Arouses in you, a spirit of a dramatic battle
Sober up to become a patriotic fighter
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And I wonder why
I still wonder why so many Richard Corys?
Pure and happy soul they may say;
Wealthy and privileged they sing
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Peace, who are you, where are you?
My grandpa fought in World War I and II
In search of Peace
The war was over
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And a day in summer, Colin and I decided to go for a hike
He drove me through the lovely wooded roads until we reached the park
We went down the hills and back to wee
We looked at the map and found the way to the trail
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I know you're mad at me
But I want to confess something to you
I didn't throw away our apple
I kept it in the hollow of my soul.
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You were deathly ill and grew bonier and bonier
Almost deaf and dumb, and could only mime
and I thought it was a dream
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I praise your bitterness

Father of suicide
I celebrate your cruelty
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They were all looking forward to my birth on Monday
But my time hadn't come yet
So on, my mother suffered
Through pain, and uneasiness
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I woke up this morning with rays of sunlight through my window
As I was going to work,
There was no tall building to block the sunshine
The wonderful rays penetrated my skin
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