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Charles Jagongo Ogola

Green Peace

Tall trees dance, winds sing past
Harmonic melodica, rain greets earth from universe part
Tall tees dance.

The fountain flows, in a winding groove a torrential chain
From a top a mountain, down the green plains
The fountain flows.

Nature in harmony, in contentment love of green picturesque
Birds sing, animals count mates nature's own peace in brick
Nature in harmony.

Green peace, heaven as stars wink and moon so bright up the sky
Sun's yellow rays strike, greet flowers and dance this day.
Green peace!

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He Played to the Last String

Beads of sweat rolled, gleaming backs shook and twirled
Logs of fire added, pure smoke rose
In chorus, their voices went in unison, best steps competed
The jingles punctuated, and drums went in frenzy
His fingers danced with the harp's strings that made them wild
Alas, in crescendo, strings gave way one after and after.
Jingles and a string had to make it now, his voice punctuated
Infectious, in chorus they had applauded!
He PLAYED TO THE LAST STRING beamed the headlines.
A role in movie popped, he signed!

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Pearl of My Heart

The sky is blue, clouds are clear
I know the stars will do the sky,
Here I sit and wait, for one so dear
Pearl of my heart, so lovely and pretty.

Once I set my eyes, I knew that day,
I saw Angle in you, twinkle in your eye
Set my blood rolling and galloping like a Deer
Pearl of my heart, so lovely and pretty.

In my dreams, you conquer
I dream about outings, on beaches
Of lovely views on mountain peaks and flowers
I look up the sky, I’ll wait, the clock ticks,
Pearl of my heart, so lovely and pretty.

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Milky Eyes

I take your hand,
You fold, and squeeze your fingers
Into my hand,
Waves ebb, and flow
And splash our feet on sand,
Your dark, cool flowing hair
Enwrap our shoulders, blown by wind
You laugh and chuckle
A voice that suits, a band
Out I pull a nut,
You nibble it on my hand
Your milky eyes, your breath,
Above sea birds fly and land
Your milky eyes kill me, I'm done, its heaven
Landing on your shoulder is a sea bird
To it I reach and your soft hair, I touch
Your eyes sparkle, a wake, I crave the dreamland!

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When the cat licked my fingers

I was five, six or seven
In granny's store, sound so agonized I heard it cry
A sound so lull, meek, diminishing, in pain
It came through, in my heart, it pricked
Two souls lived side by side, searching and tormented
In the rat trap, squeezed, not a rat but our cat
In my lap I remember it playing, smart and pretty
Fingers, paws, nose and whiskers, we loved to play,
None would flow, now life ebbed away,
The trap, to free I tried, it tried and licked my fingers,
It became so cold, now I know this was a bye!

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Mad man, once a mother's love.

In a dirty string-like cloth, bottom and chest bare
A body in patches, and dried wounds show
In supplication, hands held out ghostly, for food or dime
Not food not a dime, but sadist's stone,
His stomach rumbles, he rummages his bundle of rags
A rotten banana peel, his lunch it makes
Moons counted, a mother, like any other
Got a sweet product of her womb, kissed like other
She had loved him, yes, a bundle of joy he was.
Powers, the times, the earth it would be drenched, her tears,
Sight of her son, her soul sinks.

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One Wouldn't Make a Three!

You write it in paper and paint it
Glorifying abuse the way you do
Your ink is not dry, add ink and make it bold
Not done yet color it so, want to add what?
You only had one, your mouth is pregnant
You do it like a typing machine, pour vitriol
It stares you in face, like water over a duck's back
Would glide and remain dry, your chest is full
You spew skeletons, in same spot it stands
Majestic mockingly, significant other she was!
You molest, rub dirt, do a three on one hands shaking.
A marker writes, one wouldn't make a three!

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Polygamy Dillema

My Elders, listen to me
By your feet, who listened, was me
Atrophy, you got me,
She, a virgin land, and fertile
that, your names have come
and their faces, stars glow, a like.

Elders, listen to me
That, my hands I fold, down is my knee
A trophy, I have got for me
In her, my blood flows, Listen to me,
Through her eyes, I see, her heart holds me
Serene, a lone, naïve,
Other glowing stars, a promise.

Elders, listen to me
That your choice
As my choice
The same.
That none to her lands would go

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My love,

Its Because of You, I do it
You had melted my rocky heart,
Your caring words, your lines, did it,
We were told that men,
Their lovers, they stared stone faced
But, here I smile, and here it flows, my heart
We were told, not to profess our love,
To our loved ones, that it, boredom,
It would brood, lost would be sacredness
But, here I do it, because of you
The magic you cast, overpowers my soul,
It's all but sacred.
Yours for love, no-ops! Yes for your love
I'll break the chain, b'cause of you,
The chain is broken,
My Love.

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Child, Baby and Doughnut

A penny please,
Slim shaking cold fingers
Stretched through the window
In my face
Oh! Just another one
Me thought, ’a penny here’
‘God bless’ said she
Lying beneath a lamp light
A baby wrapped in an old blanket.
Cold, coughing, trembling,
She, Five to Seven. Age,
Picking and pecking I see
Away our bus is pulling
Lights, colorful lights and souls dancing
In halls, partying.
I see the child eating doughnut
The baby strapped in her back
Our bus, out of city
Back, I see colorful lights
Sick child, baby and doughnut. I think.

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