Our Leaders Are Not Our Nation
Toast tyranny a wager at the checkmark in the box
With cryola ideology simpatico to your thoughts
Compromise your belief with a representative of choice
In a year they'll impeach a bipartisan platform
When the tally is in it will make your head spin
Crush your faith to a pulp, Thomas Paines be engulfed
Your realities a minority dog food for the majority
So commune to the bars in your fishbowls for debating
For our leaders are not our nations
They strip mine the facts for elation
Our leaders are not our nation
They all toast their own egos fornication
Take a page out from Hinkley, apply a gun to the vote
Register complains sitting outside of Sussex drive
Watch out for the cameras and the guards in the cars
Don't fault a Fawkes pass if you want the blues loose
How many years since the Accords of Meech lake
Repatriate out country into the piece of a steak
Found in pockets of a restaurant, goodbye equality
Now go and play some Hockey, who cares about Gomery
They double talk for fun and expect us to bark
Anytime their occurs a sudden mishap
Meanwhile we suffer by corporation's power
Becoming state junkies for good deals at Wal-Mart
But our leaders are not our nation
We give them their place and station
Our leaders are not our nation
Execute them from the sovereign equation
If green peace were Fenians, Fort McMurray would burn
Learn from the Arabs and make a splash in the spring
Protest your unrest and leave no stone unturned
Or else you face the Ides of a Ceaser on the march
So if you are a patriot go fight for what is right
Don't dance talk in circles when I see you fire blanks
A citizens a champion for their freedom far and wide
Our leaders are not our nation they are servants to be tied
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Our Country's Leaders
Our country’s leaders are but feeders on our contributions,
Though they care nothing about our problem’s solutions.
Their aim is just a useless game of their own creation,
Instead of a sincere attempt to maintain the health of our nation.
Even worse, this meaningless chicanery they love to employ
Is at the expense of the masses they’re sure to destroy.
Our country’s leaders are nothing more than puppets of the rich,
Without whose direction they would never be able to switch.
Vain and inept leaders continue to ignore the majority voice
In favor of their individual egos and political party choice.
So sadly each day the common man has less representation
And one day will strike back at his leaders in hopeless frustration.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Tears and Strungle
Our leaders fight for our freedom
Sweeting up to the last sweety
Fighting for the freedom of the nation
Oh! freedom of the nation,
They were locked inside the hell
Trying to destroy their dignity
Shocked by a powerful electricity cable
Because of the love of the nation they go through
They go through pain, and suffering for us.
They cry while they fight, for our success
They strangle turn into joy and happiness
They tears turn into a river of joy of all nation.
They tears and strungle bring freedom to all nation.
poem by Dunan Nhlakanipho Mthiyane
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Can you see the pride of a nation?
Can you see the pride of a nation
when it’s young men,
march of to war
and some to return no more?
Can you see the pride of a nation
when the battles and the war is won,
but destiny and betrayal
still makes a deadly mark?
Can you see the pride of a nation
where even the integrity
of its leaders lack?
Can you see the pride of a nation
that turns its back on its own
and disregard their abilities?
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Agony of Chains
Chains!
Holds my days,
Even Lucifer feel my pains.
Christianity,
Not way to eternity,
Alchemists of middle ages
Tried but failed.
They have heard before
Ablutions,
Not way to salvation
You can have a census.
Africa has a nation
Where hell is nature.
Looters as leaders,
Kleptomaniacs as politicians.
They all kill their brothers
To climb the ladders.
Nigeria can't be left out
A great nation in Africa
A giant for that matter
The leaders,
They all go to sleep
While their subjects die in penury
That makes them
Giants without conscience
But the masses are patient
They are all in waiting
There will be salvation in making
But that might last for ages
Perhaps when they meet Hades.
But I am not calling for a revolution
Ours is still a young nation
That needs to be nurtured
Only we need men for that job
Not boys in the shop
For theirs only is for profit
Even if it takes them down six feet
They won't accept defeat.
But we need people who
Will do the nurturing
That is what I am talking
Servants as leaders
To break these chains
Which causes us these pains
These pains that holds our days.
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The Broad and The Narrow
When Christ started The Church He made things quite simple and clear,
However many are following Religious Leaders into ambiguity I fear.
Christ came to give us freedom through the Cross-of Salvation,
However many are following Religious Leaders on roads of damnation.
Christ told the early disciples of only one road in which to follow,
But today Religious Leaders try to make His words vain and hollow.
The only road is a narrow one, and you enter through a narrow gate,
This Truth is despised by Religious Leaders, who proclaim it is hate.
While very few find this road that leads to the only Resurrection,
A broader road is being paved by Religious Leaders to destruction.
It’s easy to get on this road through a wide gate and many are on it,
Being lead by Religious Leaders who Christ warned are false prophets.
They come to you in sheep’s clothing and appear to be pure and good,
But inwardly these Religious Leaders are darkened ferocious wolves.
In the end many will abandon the faith to follow hypocritical liars,
Lead by Religious Leaders with morals that were seared with an iron.
When you stand before The Lord, it’s only His words you will hear,
You can follow these Religious Leaders or The Lord with Holy Fear.
Will He say “Away from me” as you chose to be wicked and irreverent?
Or will you hear Him say, “Well done My fine and faithful servant”?
(Copyright © 07/2002)
The History Of Tomorrow
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our leaders fulfilled a promise of light
By dumping us in the dark with pits everywhere
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our leaders fulfilled a promise of food
By asking us to chop several fire-woods to heat up a pot full of stones
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our leaders fulfilled a promise of job creation
By making us slaves on our own soil
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our leaders fulfilled a promise of education
By dumping us in dilapidated buildings without teachers
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our leaders fulfilled a promise of accountability
By looting our treasury and asking us for yet another term in office
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our leaders fulfilled a promise of safety
By leaving pot holes large enough to swallow countless accident victims on our roads
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our bows and arrows
Would secure our future
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of a country, a country with countless heroes
It’s the history of a country, a country with countless robbers
Robbers with fame
Robbers without shame
Robbers that we would roast with flame
© Adegbenro Adekunle Jacob
Tomorrow’s history is today. All world leaders must make real democracy work. They must be selfless. We must not wait until there is horror and terror before we learn. Nigerian leaders must shun CORRUPTION.
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Leave It To Those
Leave it to those with extreme love for their Nation's flag to fight
Leave them to go to war for it since that is their right
Though the reasons for most wars are based on a lie
Leave them to for what they believe in to fight to kill or die
Since the lessons of life he does not wish to know
Leave the one of good health in his eighties his courage to show
In a war zone remove his excuse for not going as his age
Amongst young and aged co warriors leave him to spend his rage
Though getting on in years still not hard to deceive
What their Government leaders tell them without question they believe
Leave the Government leaders who declare war their troops in the war zones lead
Of a President fighting in a war zone we have yet to hear of or read
Remove the excuse of an age barrier for those who want war
Send them with the younger men to fight from home in places far.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Good Leaders
When leaders are by God appointed, then,
They must do things decreed by Providence;
And in ways according to their conscience,
Or else, they will crash down to earth, sudden!
All leaders must be good like Holy Lord;
Their subjects must be well-off in their rule;
The foolish king invites the wrath of God;
The atheist who rules will be a fool!
All things on earth are decreed by heaven;
All souls must tread the path destined by God;
By God, mankind was made to be even;
Depends on each to get award or rod!
God knows the problems leaders have to face;
God bestows wisdom needed to solve things;
Their sense of values, morals must be base;
Let leaders dole fairness to all earthlings!
Let leaders be wary of what they do;
The law shouldn’t give freedom to men to sin;
The good from ages, they must not undo;
The war with Satan, they must always win!
God laughs at earthly leaders for their pride;
They dare not take divine things for a ride;
First and foremost, they must in God abide;
Provoking God would like suicide!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-22-2009
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Ghana
You're stealing my brothers
They're leaving for your shores
They say they search for
a greener pasture,
But motherland they abandon
Is being overrun with weed.
Who could make them see,
That it is no better over the seas
If we stay and build our own home
We can have all we could hope,
Ghana is no better land,
They have voted in good leaders
And together they have built
their home,
Citizens live happy and could cope,
Why don't we stay and build
ours too?
Stand in queue and vote in good
leaders too,
For Ghana is never a better land
They have only been blessed
with good leaders.
And they're not so far
from promised land.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Persons of Wonder to Posterity
The leaders in people's rule bring their heirs
to politics, to continue the trade of bribes.
To stop the groans, the poor receive shares
in the form of freebies once given to tribes.
The leaders to please the mob indulge in jibes.
To posterity they are the saints of wonder,
whom to scare, scares even the thunder.
Once one dictator looted the nation
and kept all his wives within his palace.
The leaders now in some hidden location,
keep their partners off the reporters callous.
Small Moghuls rob, not minding the gallows.
Alexander didn't nominate his heir
and men like him in history, we find rare.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Rome Revisited
To God, all evil is an abomination, what does He think of our nation,
A country led by darkened men, whose ways The Lord will condemn,
Is this today for us a wake-up call, in a nation which is about to fall?
Under the Judgment of God's Hand, in an ever increasing dark land.
Rome, remember had fallen from within, due to the wages of her sin,
Not only one city, but the empire, led away through darkened desire,
Amoral desire from the political top, once started they couldn't stop,
Rome spiraling down to her end, to the point of judgment my friend.
Judgment could be at our door, as our darkness abounds, for sure,
Stirred by political leaders in place, taking for granted God's Grace,
Many leading this nation far away, from The Lord's Righteous ways,
As the amoral, liberal ways askew, the righteous ways that we knew.
Righteousness that was the foundation, of this God blessed nation,
While men shake their fists at God, only inviting His Righteous Rod,
A rod that will bring judgment to, that blessed nation we once knew,
As we move to an immoral abyss, dismissing God's Righteousness.
All across this country we trod, leaders are turning against our God,
Denying God, who brought salvation, to this blessed gentile nation,
Turning our light to darkness friend, as we see the approaching end,
The same judgment that Rome saw, when they ignored God over all.
(Copyright ©06/2012)
India: The Destroyer
We live in a nation,
Here rulers rob nation,
And leaders loot people,
Governments destroy system.
Here doctors devastate health,
Universities destroy knowledge.
Here jurists destroy justice,
And police destroys freedom.
Press corrupts information.
Economists destroy economy,
Sociologists destroy society,
And secularism destroys love.
Here minority banish majority,
And rogues oppress the honest.
Killers and debauch are national icons,
But brave and patriots are abused.
Biryani, kebab are national dishes;
But milk, butter are destroyed.
Butchers are national citizens,
But saints are endangered species.
Social justice destroys equality,
Where zero is higher to merit,
Here religion of hate and slaughtering,
Destroys religion of peace and tolerance.
poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma
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Display
We shall display the souls of our nation
Like the military affairs and the fountain of our choice.
It runs like honey from France, the nation that became
A nation.
Justice defends me, as my word is a problem
And theft is a disorder, theft is allowed.
We shall display the souls of men and women
Who bare children in the soil, in the ground of desire.
Display and proffer as answers remain conclusive
By the leaders of the deep abode,
The house of command and commitment is made on it.
Display is the fountain of belief.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Leaders come in many forms, with many styles and diverse qualities. There are quiet leaders and leaders one can hear in the next county. Some find strength in eloquence, some in judgment, some in courage.
quote by John W. Gardner
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Zimbabwe
Reconnoitre the land
It's the best destination
Sovereign
House of stone
Landlocked country
Africa's tea pot
Hospitable and proud
A nation developing
A peoples strong
Travel to Bulawayo
The city of Kings and Queens
Travel to Harare
Sunshine city
The capital
The land of history
Land of mystery
A place were leaders are born
Intellectual
Highbrow
Once colonial
Now sovereign
A textbook image
Of quantum love and warmth
A borough
With images and works of art
A world heritage site
Inked with beauty
Unspoiled domains
A community
A nation
A sacred place
The motherland
Zimbabwe.
poem by Prince Kanokanga
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Unseeing Eyes
Why can't men with eyes see, the future ahead for you and me?
This country's near future at hand, within an ever darkening land,
In a land that avoids all light, supporting evil and wrong as right,
Being swayed by leaders who lie, a given fact, you cannot deny.
Is this why many souls today, are being led down a darker way?
Being led by the spiritually blind, while leaving all morals behind,
Blindly being taken down a path, that leads to judgment's wrath,
As they continue ignoring signs, following dark political designs.
Forgetting God, over this land, leaders now take a darker stand,
Defying The God, over this nation, ignoring His Holy Revelation,
Following ways of an amoral few, forgetting all most of us knew,
As they defy God ruling above, going to what they know little of.
Those following with unseeing eyes, will only see a total demise,
Of political plans and fabrication; hope and change, for a nation,
As with change darkness abounds, while hopelessness resounds,
While only darkness is wrought, by hope and change they sought.
Their eyes can see nothing friend, about Truth and upcoming end,
Of darkened leaders political bent, and Gods' righteous judgment,
But friend every eye shall see, the coming of The Lord of Eternity,
Ending all of those political lies, while all leaders see their demise.
(Copyright ©07/2012)
Perspicacity of the People
The people notice
the elements posing
a threat to the
health of a nation
and honesty in life.
They are super
in judging the worth
of the leaders;
the why, when and how
of corruption.
They are experts in
understanding the
false promises
of the leaders
and demanding
the present gifts.
They are fast and
silent in casting votes
receiving the bribes
and telling not
even the neighbour.
It is easy for them
to select one party
to rule and the other
to take rest passing
five years in heaping
charges on the ruler.
How quick are our
enlightened citizens!
Expecting not any
Olympic gold medal
they have been doing
this service in polls.
poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Fear Thou, Oh Nation
The warning, the alarms
Imminent danger looms the streets, the farms
Crying out loud for everyone to hear
Those things that should make the nation fear.
Fear not that the nation is diverse
It is an issue we cannot reverse
Fear not for varying ethnicity
The tower of Babel bears responsibility
Fear not the dissimilar languages you speak
Lingua franca will edge the prick
Fear not thou exogamy
True love might not be found in endogamy
But fear thou oh nation, the emotion
Of leaders who represent your notion
For they are in corruption engulfed
Money, not your interest loved
Fear thou oh nation, the war
Of people who protect your law
For justice is blinded with the scarf of bribery
Case closed, with the culprit they merry
Fear thou o nation, the office
Where you are regarded a novice
Because you cannot paint the ground for a permit
To see the Managers who unfaithfully remit
The warning lingers
Pointing accusing fingers
What do we for the coming generations hold?
This legacy perpetrated in double-fold?
poem by Anthony Seyi Abiodun
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Reflecting On Independence
We have freedom living every day, a liberty no man can take away,
Not the rights, a nation may give, in the land that one may now live,
It is a freedom they cannot herald, a freedom apart from this world,
The freedom Christians speak of, that comes from our Lord above.
Dispensed by The Lord and Creator, to all who come to The Savior,
A freedom in our Lord Jesus Christ, granted to us for all of this life,
Once we accept Christ in our heart, God’s Liberty shall never depart,
When in Christ, you become free; God’s Liberty carries into Eternity.
A nation’s laws we have now learned, by leaders can be overturned,
When by evil, they are driven; to repeal rights men were once given.
Under assault is our Godly Faith, we receive, strictly through Grace,
We see many rights slipping away, as moral laws continue to decay.
Rights established by any nation, lack a firm and Godly Foundation,
The laws built upon shifting sand, in coming days just will not stand,
As the nation faces amoral blight, as immorality then becomes right,
With righteousness all in the past, personal freedom just will not last.
Reflecting on Independence friend, will our Personal Freedoms end?
Here, where our fathers achieved, the liberty, we as citizens received,
It is times like this we are assured, of the Freedom in Christ our Lord,
That no nation can take from us, once in Christ we have put our trust.
(Copyright ©07/2009)
Tryst with Destiny (in poem form for India’s 64th Independence Day)
And when the clock struck twelve midnight,
Fourteenth, august, forty-seven,
An Asian nation turned awake,
While world slept on in slumber deep!
A hundred years of freedom fight
Came to a grinding halt that night,
As Pandit Nehru gave his speech,
‘Tryst with destiny’ with reach!
India awoke to freedom life,
Despite a hundred years of strife,
And took a pledge anew to stay
A nation, free with peace each day!
That moment was so rare indeed;
A nation’s soul was stirred to lead,
And show the world its powerful seed,
As nations totally paid heed.
India’s history thus saw a dawn:
A struggle great ended that morn,
As success finally newborn,
Did Motherland with pride adorn.
With freedom came newer duties;
The failures of the past did cease;
The country was given new lease –
A cure for this strange a disease!
The nation was a sovereign state,
On that magical hour and date;
As leaders vowed to change the fate
Of Indian people’s long a wait.
A star of freedom rose in east,
Heralding celebration, feast;
A hope anew was born that day,
To never cease, oh, come what may!
The star would never set at all –
The Nation’s Father’s clarion call,
The architect of freedom’s hall,
Was Gandhiji (Bapu) , man tall!
He held the torch of freedom high;
Many freedom fighters did die;
And many people heaved a sigh;
As democracy stood too nigh!
‘Jai Hind! Jai Bharat! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-06-2010
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