POEM: A MONSTER OF OUR OWN MAKING
JO AFRICA :: THE MYCROPOST :: ANTIDOTES
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POEM: A MONSTER OF OUR OWN MAKING
He came from nowhere,
Terrorizing the neighborhood,
Sucking blood of the less fortunate ones,
A monster of our own making!
His home looked much like a shipwreck,
The one that sank centuries ago,
Rusting down the bottom of a dream sea,
A monster of our own making!
His canines sharp like a razor blade,
Piercing into blood veins across the neck,
Of those paying for their offensive births,
A monster of our own making!
The people needed someone,
Someone to lead them to salvation,
Then the idea of democracy popped up,
A monster of our own making!
They sang and hold no to their applause,
Whispering from tongue to tongue,
Praising free and fair elections,
A monster of our own making!
They had a party at the state house,
Plenty of wines and colorful women,
Signing treaties in private mansions,
A monster of our own making!
They called him a legend,
King of the poor,
The ones who exist only in his mind,
A monster of our own making!
They voted for him and yet,
He gave them hell in return,
As a parting kindness to bind them together,
A monster of our own making!
As they waited for the next election,
He pruned them down like tree branches,
Those who went against him,
A monster of our own making!
And they cried like starving babies,
Cursing all sorts of ancient curses,
At last they feared him even when bringing gifts,
A monster of our own making!
Terrorizing the neighborhood,
Sucking blood of the less fortunate ones,
A monster of our own making!
His home looked much like a shipwreck,
The one that sank centuries ago,
Rusting down the bottom of a dream sea,
A monster of our own making!
His canines sharp like a razor blade,
Piercing into blood veins across the neck,
Of those paying for their offensive births,
A monster of our own making!
The people needed someone,
Someone to lead them to salvation,
Then the idea of democracy popped up,
A monster of our own making!
They sang and hold no to their applause,
Whispering from tongue to tongue,
Praising free and fair elections,
A monster of our own making!
They had a party at the state house,
Plenty of wines and colorful women,
Signing treaties in private mansions,
A monster of our own making!
They called him a legend,
King of the poor,
The ones who exist only in his mind,
A monster of our own making!
They voted for him and yet,
He gave them hell in return,
As a parting kindness to bind them together,
A monster of our own making!
As they waited for the next election,
He pruned them down like tree branches,
Those who went against him,
A monster of our own making!
And they cried like starving babies,
Cursing all sorts of ancient curses,
At last they feared him even when bringing gifts,
A monster of our own making!
Jo Africa- The Boss
- Posts : 90
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Age : 38
Home Town : Buturi, Mara, Tanzania
Current Job : Tanzanian Reggae Artist, Poet & School Teacher
Residence : Mbeya, Tanzania
Biography : Jo Africa was born in Buturi, Mara, Tanzania on October 4, 1985. He graduated from Teofilo Kisanji University, Mbeya City, Tanzania in 2015 (Bachelor of Arts with Education) and had a Postgraduate in IT Programming from St. Petersburg State University, Russia (2018). He is a Reggae Artist, Poet & School Teacher.
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