Poetry 5

Of Dudus

The guns were ready, tension in

the air

The army was creeping near

Barricades up

You could hear a pin drop

While men scampering in female

frocks

Who could tell a terrible tale

With massive bloodshed, will

justice prevail?

Seventy lives and counting lost

When would this come to a halt?

The gunfire ceased, women cry

and plead

It was a continuous battle that

would not yield

The firing stopped, but Dudus

nowhere in sight

Would this cause the people

fright?

A great escape was to be made

A pastor came to the rescue to

make

This was something they

couldn't understand

Their capture was needed to be

executed and fully planned

It is comical to see a thug on his

knees

Especially wearing a women's

weave.

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- Blaine-Alexander Thomas

My saviour

Holy one, you shed your blood

for me

You keep me dry from the flood

You provide bread for me when I

am hungry

You comfort me when I am

angry

You are no stranger to me

because you always

Protect me from danger like a

Texas Ranger

I won't grumble because I don't

own a Lexus

My mind is far from material

things

Because you make me humble

Because of you I wake up with

happiness

Inside my heart and I never want

your

Presence to depart from me

- Damion L. McCatty
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Humour in crisis

Nobody can cross it, but maybe I

can't recall

The people "what are deading"

will never know at all

It's good that there is humour in

crime, violence and dons

Take heed, be on the lookout,

some people are running racket

Be careful now, my friends,

because the people "are very

pickpocket"

You could be pathologically

mendacious and you don't

even know

Star boy says you can't stay

around here, so pack your bags and go!

- Brenda Moulton