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Born to Write
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Summary
Born to write is a poetry collection. It contains the voice of the suffering Africans and entirely the observant voices who feel compassionate about them. Most of the poems were written out of the experience of the writer.
The collection is organized based on the common message the poems convey to the society.
It incorporates humor to knit the ideas in their flow.
As you see inside, you will realize what it contains.
Publisher: AuthorHouse UKReleased: Sep 9, 2013ISBN: 9781491877388Format: book
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Born to Write - Sabbath de Yecouba
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2013 by Sabbath de Yecouba. All rights reserved.
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Published by AuthorHouse 09/03/2013
ISBN: 978-1-4918-7735-7 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-4918-7738-8 (e)
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Contents
NATURE POETRY
The Bitter Tears
Born to Write
Ants of the Savannah
Who is an enemy????
Hurting our souls
Emergence of new world
Rhythm of Asylum
Beloved Sister
A gay meddle
When poverty conquers
the world
The doom regime
You be called fair?
Achieeu
True manhood
Man for a woman
Life can’t wait
Curse Me Misfortune
Tell tale you tell
Boyish with beards
Poverty
Left alone
Adventure
The dice game
Gagged
The stove of scandals
Vicious for me
Miser of our lives
The shadow
A deceased back
What pain?
The torn clothing
Animals not humane
Arrival of prodigal son
Hope
Song of reunion
Talk of the century
No pain no gain
Sweat in the Morning Sun
Goddess of the sea
A dead end
A million on coffin
K-A-K-U-M-A-
Moral Lessons
The Lone Pair
Just like you felt
No pain killers
Forced into disgrace
Visions and dreams
Meaningful stitches
Scorning nature of the world
ROMANTIC POETRY
Honey
Go change
Wrath in my painful struggle
They don’t know
Hugging sorrow
Letter to my love
Mizallianz
In glory like an angel
Born To Toil
Husband of Every Child
Farewell we never knew
The love song
Love is Kind
My Little Deaf Wife
The guardian angel
In the core of my heart
Queen of th’moon
When love is Paltry
Heart Transplant
I’m expired
Cold face
Nothing to Caress
Right to choose
Smart but conical
RELIGIOUS POETRY
Reserves of sulphur preached
Haters’ Prayer
Devil shall perish
POLITICAL POETRY
Fix My Nose
Are you a true Southerner?
Heroes shed no tears
Fifty Piastres
Boom
Sodom and Gomorra
Missing peace
In reminiscence of my dad
Aperture in my soul
Liberty Anthem
Wea Tu Häid?
A bride to woo
An abattoir
The mingling stick
An African child
We’re Alive
A leader we nev’r have
Sun rise
Endo-parasites
Wise Choice
Akwap on Akwap
The return
HEALTH POETRY
Two Wheels’ Death
Cartoons network
Rubbish heap
Driving machine
The leader to be
In hell
Breaking news
The murderer
Of what notions?
EDUCATIONAL POETRY
Education
The battle of knowledge
Education’s liberty
Piece of Brain
Venus
Hidden gift behind education
NATURE POETRY
The Bitter Tears
Under this shade
Heat is showered
Only in the forest not a living place
I wish my parents emerge here
Am no good to walk with my peer
If I will ever have minutes of rest
To sleep with rats
Must I return at long last?
For the leftovers
Rats will spend night on me
Biting my thumbs and feet
Then emptying the plates
The eloquent public speech
Turns to oppression
Child, sufuria and clothes
All for me to observe
School is behind the kitchen
No short cut unless that tedious road
Breakfast before I brush and wash
I wash crockery
Day scholars dot for their lessons
The brush and washing before breakfast usually
Before taking breakfast I do
This sleeping maniac throws basket
That’s the lunch beginning
Big words thrown on me
My friends get rid of the breakfast
On my walk to the market
Lunch will be ready
And I must be sent somewhere in a while
On my return supper should be prepared
By the time I see those uniforms I admire
Along the road
I will be busy in my bedroom
Stirring competing with darkness
They later go for dinner me dressing beds
God you have seen all these
Sweet daddy you left me here
Mummy with you as well
Who shall I call next?
Oh doves you are said to be kind
Bear mercy on me
I am twenty years, young
I can’t weigh the beauty I possess
Boys see me and walk on all fours
Admiring me in my daily dress
My bare feet and smile broadly
I can’t write a single letter of love
You love me I get it
But I admire sufuria more than you
For I am used to it
That’s why I always turn my face aside
Then you beckon on my back
I will marry knowledge
Worse I still fear
That in a day or two
I’ll get good clothes and shoes
Heading for a villager’s home
Before getting my dreams true
I’ll rather marry rats if not a Penn
Born to Write
I was born in broad day’s light
For the world to see me insight
Mom, give me a pen and a paper
I don’t want that breast brushed with a pepper
I want to suckle the letter on your forehead
Letter ‘v’ scarified on your head
Four you write with your hand akimbo
You kiss me, saliva a Kimbo
I want to write to the world
I want to write them a word
Naturally you write letter L
perfectly
I want to write decently
I grew up and shot birds with a catapult
The soup of
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