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Turning Africa’s Horn to its arm
A gigantic dam is born
In the backwater Africa’s horn
For long that was war-torn.
A grand dam is born
In the avenue of
Affluence, steps, pushing,
The shunned Africans ahead
To penetrate the global market
Hot red, “The only we!”
For long that fed.
Of course, GERD heralded
Equitable utilization of resource
On hypocrites debarring a chance
In fa...
Wednesday 7th July 2021 5:44 pm
A false positive
Despite Blue-Nile
-lower-riparian countries' clamor
For possible dearth
Of water
So that GERD, condemned,
A reversal suffer
They are now inundated
By the river.
Had GERD not been
Born to life
Imagine how their
Plight could be rife!
See how the stance of
So called a great leader
With a brain of a bird
Proved absurd.
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Nature proved them wrong thx to God. Read my poem ...
Wednesday 9th September 2020 4:29 am
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