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  213.     

Sonnet #43

In the future no one will use their birth names-how gauche!
It will give none agita to coin identities-
Suppressing core data natural, preferable,
Welcome O survival-useful ruse.
Natal allegiance risky now and bogue.
Here will be the answer to computor banked info-
A wardrobe of identities, separate as bank accounts.
Businesses will generate names for the sheepish,
Bills will be made and paid by differing phases.
The meanings of false and alternate now vague,
Variants will commit crimes, do good deeds.
Registered outlaws will marry and breed
IVF and surrogates now the only way-
All for the needed bliss of anonymity.
All for the needed bliss of anonymity.
 
Morgan Michaels

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  214.     

The Feet Where Stand

The shielded egg hatched beautiful art,
Weather passed, stormy wind blown-grown smart
Pursue learning confess hidden gift intends
So alive, triumphal exclude the artist unseen.

Aye! The fools eye vision objects unreal
Capture the grandeur designed of imitation thrill.
Famous astute dark subjects tightens illusion;
Of variety example mirror identity stilled on motion.

The feet where stand unleavened dust sinners haven,
Magnificent fame nailed purpose the martyrs prayin'
Wealth dread to loose thus revolved around its circle
Influence elaborate effects on studio of ancient oracle.

Order, simplicity commission, belief characterize virtue
Domination, power, honor, fame, wealth anoint actor undue,
On the stage where the feet stand do chin up-composed.
Undefined identity sickened path at theater exposed.

Oh! The flesh kiss the dust. Alas! here say;
Such beautiful art ascends did farewell today
The actor overlook pleasure rather contentment,
Much knowledge to selfishness controlled the lovely element.
 
Dona Jean

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  215.     

Return My Identity

Can you return my love?
my stretched land of love for you.

Can you return me my wait?
my long wait to have a glance of you.

Can you return me my days?
my painful lonely days just for you.

Can you return me my nights?
my sleepless nights awake in your dreams.

Can you return me my smile?
my sunny smile shaded by a flood of tears.

Can you return me my embrace?
my tight embrace to grace you in arms.

Can you return me my kiss?
my passionate kiss which was just for you.

Can you return me my identity?
my bright identity which I lost
in the quest to win and acquire you.
 
Soumita Sarkar Ray

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  216.     

Another Preaching

They came before preaching slavery
When slavery was no more profitable
Missionaries were despatched to Africa
To evagelise the 'dark world'
We concured and accepted their preaching
Cunningly they scrambled and partitioned us
They colonised and pillaged our resources
We were subjected to indecent treatments
Yet our heads are not bowed
We continue to maintain our identities
Our values remain sancrosant
Alas! they have come again
They are preaching again
Man must marry man
Women must sleep with each other
They are dangling their aids
Africa must compromise her values
Its all part of human rights
They want us to embrace bestiality
They want us to offend our ancestors
They want to enslave us again
They want our conscience enslaved
'But we refused to be
What they want us to be
We are what we are'
A people of moral conscience
Africans are normal people
We cannot compromise our identity
We are determined to maintain our sanctity
Nothing shall tame our chastity
We have no apology fo this
This is our resolve, we stand by it
Let them keep their new found love
We found ours long time ago.
 
Babatunde Aremu

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