Spotlighting Pan-African Poetry

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Is peace that expensive that Africa can’t buy?
Or in the peace market some foreign nations
Make the price get high,

Is war that necessary that if we leave it we die?
Why if there is no war, then we are in a fake peace?
Children crying for food, then global warming and toxic food
Are the answers they get instead?
Now is that peace or its just a piece of the newly mixed up peace,

My diamonds, my gold
I thought it could lead the path to richness
But ooh my GOD it has been the source of this mess
At first they were a bless, but now mixed up with injustice, oppression

Ignorance
It has turned to be a cocktail of curse,
When will love hate?
When will love show to everybody that’s it’s in everyone heart?
When will love seriously hate war,
Thus every heart should hate war,
Lets part with hate and love meet with peace,
I hope those trees will have children under it,
Playing as one, no matter their races,

Singing this WORLD WILL BE A BETTER PLACE!!!!! PEACE

Peter Mboye

Featured Poem:

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My mama thinks that when i graduate i will do something great,
but my heart knows it has a little to expect,
because the system is fake
and nowadays a group of people can decide your fate,

how many people enjoy the national cake?
the diamonds, the gold
the wild in national parks and the fishes in the lakes,
the minority takes over the majority…. for God’s sake!!!

how many benefit through the education we get?
the strikes, the poverty, the teacher’s scarcity,
do we need something we really get?

I graduate, but I’m told I miss experience,
they say i lack the worker’s quality,

to employ myself is the other option I take,
the taxes are so high and
the payments are so low,

how much profit will I make,
going out in the street people say I rob,
is it because I don’t have a respectable job,
my soft mind sob, but my strong heart knows it
has to ease the mind and wipe the sob,

this system has developed some
channels in which water flows in it,
if u aint on the channel then,
you are on the opposite part of it,
the part where people hustle, struggle and fight,
and its depending on seeing the fruits of it,

the part where people are forced to see success as a stranger,
so sometimes they pretend to be God’s messenger…

is there truth in media anymore?
they transmit negative propaganda through what they show,
what will my kid know?
the fancy music in the radio,
have made us their victims,
and the fancy videos in the T.V’s
have changed the system,

the truth is open but media make us blind
they will conquer every land but don’t let them conquer your MIND,
they will go deep in every mine but never let you be undermined,

who trust the politicians anymore?,
Mr.politics you fight for my vote to lead me?
or bid me and lead my resources?
what you always do leave me with no choices,

how many care on if I’m conscious and aware?
because many judge me on what I wear,
our eyes trust far lies,
but they fake the truth which its close,

to others will see they are right,
but the wise will know they need something right,

I hope my Mama will understand what I say,
and she will prove this one day,
and when she ask me to say one word about what I said
I will tell her mama this poem is “UNTITLED”

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  1. what a beautiful poem Peter…so conscious and very touching i wish our policy makers and politicians would see these and think twice about their selfishness to their own people in their own community.

    Elizabeth

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Biography

Peter is a 22 years old, living in the North-eastern part of the Tanzania in the city of Arusha. He started writing poetry when he was 16 years old while still a high school student. He initially mainly wrote for his friends and for his own benefit due to a lack of platforms in his hometown.

In 2012 he met George Kyomushula the founder of Arusha Poetry Club,who inspired him to participate in the club’s weekly sessions. This is where he has met a lot of great poets like Charlotte Hill O’neil. Till now he has participated in more than four international events and other six local events within the club. And performed local events at The University Of Dodoma,where he pursues a degree of Film and Theatre.

Peter Mboye

Biography

Peter is a 22 years old, living in the North-eastern part of the Tanzania in the city of Arusha. He started writing poetry when he was 16 years old while still a high school student. He initially mainly wrote for his friends and for his own benefit due to a lack of platforms in his hometown.

In 2012 he met George Kyomushula the founder of Arusha Poetry Club,who inspired him to participate in the club’s weekly sessions. This is where he has met a lot of great poets like Charlotte Hill O’neil. Till now he has participated in more than four international events and other six local events within the club. And performed local events at The University Of Dodoma,where he pursues a degree of Film and Theatre.

BIG GREEN TREE

Enlarge poem

Is peace that expensive that Africa can’t buy?
Or in the peace market some foreign nations
Make the price get high,

Is war that necessary that if we leave it we die?
Why if there is no war, then we are in a fake peace?
Children crying for food, then global warming and toxic food
Are the answers they get instead?
Now is that peace or its just a piece of the newly mixed up peace,

My diamonds, my gold
I thought it could lead the path to richness
But ooh my GOD it has been the source of this mess
At first they were a bless, but now mixed up with injustice, oppression

Ignorance
It has turned to be a cocktail of curse,
When will love hate?
When will love show to everybody that’s it’s in everyone heart?
When will love seriously hate war,
Thus every heart should hate war,
Lets part with hate and love meet with peace,
I hope those trees will have children under it,
Playing as one, no matter their races,

Singing this WORLD WILL BE A BETTER PLACE!!!!! PEACE

Featured Poem:

Untitled

Enlarge poem

My mama thinks that when i graduate i will do something great,
but my heart knows it has a little to expect,
because the system is fake
and nowadays a group of people can decide your fate,

how many people enjoy the national cake?
the diamonds, the gold
the wild in national parks and the fishes in the lakes,
the minority takes over the majority…. for God’s sake!!!

how many benefit through the education we get?
the strikes, the poverty, the teacher’s scarcity,
do we need something we really get?

I graduate, but I’m told I miss experience,
they say i lack the worker’s quality,

to employ myself is the other option I take,
the taxes are so high and
the payments are so low,

how much profit will I make,
going out in the street people say I rob,
is it because I don’t have a respectable job,
my soft mind sob, but my strong heart knows it
has to ease the mind and wipe the sob,

this system has developed some
channels in which water flows in it,
if u aint on the channel then,
you are on the opposite part of it,
the part where people hustle, struggle and fight,
and its depending on seeing the fruits of it,

the part where people are forced to see success as a stranger,
so sometimes they pretend to be God’s messenger…

is there truth in media anymore?
they transmit negative propaganda through what they show,
what will my kid know?
the fancy music in the radio,
have made us their victims,
and the fancy videos in the T.V’s
have changed the system,

the truth is open but media make us blind
they will conquer every land but don’t let them conquer your MIND,
they will go deep in every mine but never let you be undermined,

who trust the politicians anymore?,
Mr.politics you fight for my vote to lead me?
or bid me and lead my resources?
what you always do leave me with no choices,

how many care on if I’m conscious and aware?
because many judge me on what I wear,
our eyes trust far lies,
but they fake the truth which its close,

to others will see they are right,
but the wise will know they need something right,

I hope my Mama will understand what I say,
and she will prove this one day,
and when she ask me to say one word about what I said
I will tell her mama this poem is “UNTITLED”

How does this featured poem make you feel?

  • Amazement (0)
  • Pride (2)
  • Optimism (0)
  • Anger (1)
  • Delight (0)
  • Inspiration (0)
  • Reflection (0)
  • Captivation (0)
  • Peace (3)
  • Amusement (0)
  • Sorrow (0)
  • Vigour (1)
  • Hope (0)
  • Sadness (0)
  • Fear (0)
  • Jubilation (0)

BIG GREEN TREE

Enlarge poem

Is peace that expensive that Africa can’t buy?
Or in the peace market some foreign nations
Make the price get high,

Is war that necessary that if we leave it we die?
Why if there is no war, then we are in a fake peace?
Children crying for food, then global warming and toxic food
Are the answers they get instead?
Now is that peace or its just a piece of the newly mixed up peace,

My diamonds, my gold
I thought it could lead the path to richness
But ooh my GOD it has been the source of this mess
At first they were a bless, but now mixed up with injustice, oppression

Ignorance
It has turned to be a cocktail of curse,
When will love hate?
When will love show to everybody that’s it’s in everyone heart?
When will love seriously hate war,
Thus every heart should hate war,
Lets part with hate and love meet with peace,
I hope those trees will have children under it,
Playing as one, no matter their races,

Singing this WORLD WILL BE A BETTER PLACE!!!!! PEACE

Comments

  1. what a beautiful poem Peter…so conscious and very touching i wish our policy makers and politicians would see these and think twice about their selfishness to their own people in their own community.

    Elizabeth

Your email address will not be published.