INTERNAL CONFUSION AND BETRAYAL
The echo of the victory drums loud enough to shun the voices of our struggle,
Of blood stains and fallen heroes.
Caged and blinded sheroes.
Of our triumph over dictatorship, tyranny and injustice.
But see, this has been cut short,
The sound of the drum dulled.
Our long buried wounds pricked back to life,
Our souls murdered and spirits forced back to those dark terrifying nights of oppression.
Only this time,
Our voices have been parceled with a bow around it,
And handed to us with a smile.
We can speak our truth loud enough to numb their skulls but they won’t take heed.
Hail to the era of our disguised tragedy dubbed era of change.
But heyy, we have once again been wisely caged.
Only this time,
We will climb the ladder of change as
one people.
One voice.
One nation.
Only to be pushed down and forced to Climb back again,
As one people.
One voice.
One nation.
Only this time,
the ultimate truth shall be changed to suit one, two, three….damn the numbers, all of them!
But “it’s all for the betterment of our nation” they say.
Only this time,
We are putting young people first,
After the oldies
Funny how we never saw that coming, after majority of the cabinet members are aged 50 and above.
Only this time,
We have been caught up with a government of:
“We will hurt you, but with a smile”
“You shall speak, but we are not listening”
“We will lead you to a daylight democracy but drag you through the dark nights of injustice”
Only this time, “we will stab you, but kindly”
“We will sit back relax and respond to all your questions with the blame game”
“We’ll step down, but maybe only if you say so”
From afar, I see mother Gambia crawling back to rescue her children.
But she has been stabbed 22 × 365 times and still counting
So she isn’t getting here anytime soon.
So again, only this time,
We shall not fold our arms when we can do so much
Stay mute when we can speak
Get shackled again, when we voted you in, to start with!
Beautiful lines. Keep it going fresh n vibrant and heed to your heart. Can’t wait to check on your wall every week.
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Thanks a lot buddy. Fingers crossed. Hope to see us all do amazing stuff with our art
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Wow very interesting and educative poem
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Thanks a lot. Glad you enjoyed it.
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Spot on!!! Keep it up. And keep posting
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Thanks a lot 😘😘
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It could not have been said in a better way….. n yet they still smile.
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Ikr but we’ve got to look deeper into those smiles.
Thanks a lot for being a part of this journey.
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Beautiful piece and I like it
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Powerful, beautiful, and educative. Keep going.
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Thanks a lot sister. You’ve been around since day 1 and I appreciate it.
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well said a cabinet age 50 above.. anyway nice poem really enjoy it
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Thanks a lot and I’m glad u did.
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Awesome
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Thanks a lot
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This is great my dear. Keep inspiring us…..
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In shaa Allah…thanks a lot
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Amazing. I wish I came to dream world sooner. Keep making great pieces
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Thanks a lot. Always come back 😣
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Nice one dear
keep it up..
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Thanks a lot
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This is wanderful sis keep moving
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Thank you sister
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Good sis
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Omg Aisha this is just amazing, keep it up girl I’m inspired
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Thank you and I’m glad you’re inspired.
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Its reali awesome and educative…i Juz luv it Keep it going smooth…
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Thanks a lot
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It was really awesome and deep.keep it up girl….really enjoyed it
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Thank you dear…
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Well articulated and I look forward to reading as many of them as possible. Am inspired by your thoughts!
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Thanks a lot sir. Always come back.
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Nice work… Keep it up
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Thank you.
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❤️ Keep it up!
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Abaraka nkoto
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Thanks for words you always amazing. May god guide and protect you ma bebe mama. Yaw hamnga man hamna
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Lmaooo wahnala nga drop turr bobu. But thanks dear
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My dream artist, keep the good work up, am truly proud of u #timearmutjobrek#
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Thanks a lot dear
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It does not see the people as the author of the change, as the subjects and not the objects, which makes it prematurely judgmental.
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True that. Praise us to get there and then stab us to stay. But all in all power resides in the hands of the people
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MarSha Allah swee you are amazing my Alicia Keys
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Way to go dear. Proud of you xx
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Thanks a lot buddy
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Waaw. I’m so moved with this awesome poet…
keep it up, yhu really doing grate.
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Thanks a lot
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“So again, we shall not fold our hands when we can do so much” I totally agree, we are the change we envision . Am proud of you Aisha
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sure. thank you so much dear
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Go girl…….. This is awesome
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