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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
Today's children,
honor your parents
to enjoy the world's joy.
Love your parents,
as you love your selves,
our parents are our life,
the source of every thing.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2007
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Mark and Micheal,
were identical twins,
who would confuse,
every one in the world,
who do not know them.
One time came,
Mark bought a boat
that knocked the same day,
Micheal's mum died.
A few days later,
a funny old lady,
short and small,
mistaking him for his brother.
She said i'm sorry to hear
about your loss,
you must feel it terrible",
Mark, thinking that she
was meaning his boat.
He replied a big no,
really i'm glad to be rid of her,
she was a rotten old thing,
directly from the start.
Her engine was all shrivelled,
and smelled like a seven days
dead dog!
she was always losing
her water and had a big
crack in the back,
even a pretty big hole in the front.
Every time i used her,
her hole becomes big,
and she leaked like crazy.
Finally i guessed,
what finished her when i rented
her the five big guys,
looking for a good time.
I warned them all,
she wasn't very good,
but all the fools tried to get
in her ! she split right up
the middle",
The old lady fainted.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2006
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
One funny day,
a man and a wife,
attempted to bury a child,
alive and free
because she was sick,
all the times.
The couple who already
had a child,
found it hard to live with a child,
with a cleft lip.
What they did,
they tied her in rags and backcloth,
and placed her in the coffin,
hoping her to die before they reach,
their home place!
What impressed me,
the baby didn't die miles and miles!
But she cried at the grave,
when she was about,
to be buried at once.
The mourners heard the noise,
and all were shocked,
to discover the truth that the baby
was still alive.
It was a hard time round and round,
and difficult to believe.
What a funny day,
and what a funny act!
Ignorance in the world,
makes people mad,
and always little knowledge,
makes the head sick,
and the brain at large.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2006
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
Nothing bad like the world,
and nothing good in the world.
Every thing is good,
but depends on how,
the public needs it.
Some things are bad,
because of the law,
while others are good,
because of their demand.
To realize it ,
ask the soldiers,
who kill in the wars,
to save their lives,
and defend their state.
How ever in the laws,
killing it's wrong,
and really it's bad,
that can't help,
the offenders to change.
Nothing mad like the world,
and nothing blind like it,
the friend of every one,
the mother of all,
animals and birds.
Really it's funny,
to allow even the thieves,
to enjoy its joy,
and the cannibals at large.
what world is this,
the source of rights ,
and some times the wrongs,
east and west ?
The world is mad,
up and down,
and full of shock,
sycophants and lies,
every where you go!
All the poets,
including Carol Brown,
it's our job to educate the world,
the importance of peace,
freedom and love,
from what we write;
for a bright future of the world.
poetry in the world,
really it's good,
and educative to all,
men and women.
Enjoy it a lot for a bright future
of the world.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2006
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Early in the morning
before the sun rise.
You wake up very fast,
and start your way
going to work.
Before you reach at work,
they call you very fast.
Hullo sweet daddy,
the child is sick.
Run as you can
to save his life.
When you reach at home,
they start to demand you food,
sugar and soap
without mind at all,
the weight of your pocket.
Oh! Adult life is hard,
full of pain, chaos
and cry sometimes in the year.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2007
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
Look arround,
every thing you see
are bright freshness of air
in which man,
dwells heather.
Yeah, the environment,
it's the swelling of nature.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2007
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
I live at Soweto,
but all what i see,
amusee me and some times i laugh.
Dogs can bark,
and birds can cry all the night,
when all the thieves,
moving up and down ,
like cats and dogs.
Soweto my love,
i wonder about you,
and i cry for you for all what you're!
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2007
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It's hard to believe that i
i miss you,
and i will be missing you
forever.
I feel much pain
more that i would be
since i lost you.
I thought you're the one
to rescue my life;
My life from the struggle.
I know it's hard to find you
but still i believe that i
will meet you one day.
My sweet love,
who made you lost?
I will never forget you forever!
I say i miss you.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2010
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In the sweet world,
nothing funny like love,
the source of cry,
jokes and lies.
The first time in love,
the lovers promise the selves,
heaven and the world,
fogetting the truth
that regrets are bound to come,
any time ,any day.
Love is blind,
and makes people mad,
day and night.
what's funny,
it can't separate at all,
the wise and the fools,
goats and dogs.
The thirsty of love
will never end!
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2006
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
You're a great mother,
the center for poets,
who post amusing thoughts,
through what they write;
for us to read and learn,
what we don't know,
and what to help us,
to live a better life.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2012
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