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My Greetings, To You

My fellow country men, I send my greetings,
Hoping that you are at peace in spirit,
Yet if you are then you have no feelings...
You are asleep and to lie you are left.

Do you not see our children dying,
Of simple ailments as fever and cold?
Doctors and nurses are out striking,
Their salaries have been squandered abroad!

Innocent children know not why
Their father went out and never came back.
Who, by the bullet, to death, succumbed.
Yet the leaders, blinded by a deadly greed,
Mind him not to retain their lead.

Wake up fellow country men from sleep,
Tyranny in the country is so deep.
Wonder why the education system fails?
Our schools are more crowded that jails!

My greetings to you, fellow country men,
When you are blinded by visions;When
The country's water catchment areas a'taken,
By them scrupulous boisterous men.

My greetings to you, not my teachings,
How many lives are lost t accidents,
When our roads can't support their vehicles,
And tankers capsize on these poor constructions?

Wake up my country men, to my greetings.
For you see them, like me on daily basis,
And yet only you and me can change,
To bring this country from this bondage.

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Submitted on February 06, 2011

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My name is Frank Obongi Odindo from Kisumu, Kenya, East Africa. I have been writing poetry for over eight years now and I love it. Most of my poems are inspired by the world we live in and stories making headlines. I welcome all your views reviews and interviews. I would be glad if you rated my poems and this gives me a better chance to easily find and rate yours as well... Of the poems I have posted, my favourite ones are: "While All Slept" "verbal Pollution" "Me" "Christ Cares" "I Never Thought It Would Be You" How did you find them?I like: writing, reading,drawing,doing poems and socializing. more…

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