Mamalam

Let the bulls go down to the slaughter and let me look for my lover,
For Mamalam left home unnoticed last night!
And like the voices of the fugitives and the refugees around;
But i am now trapped in this love and,
I will try hard to find a way to pile up the heap of the ruins.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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In A World Where Money Only Matters

When your amount of money can say more about you than words of you can ever say
It does not speak volumes of the society that we have to live in today
If that only speaks of our true worth it does not say much for humanity
When you say money only matters you seem spiritually bankrupt to me.

In a World where money only matters how poor indeed we all must be
Not surprising that so many people are living in dire poverty
If a few have the most of the money what does that mean for the majority
They struggle just for to make ends meet and they are poor financially.

In this 21st century of big Corporations we now have the privileged few
The wealthy are only growing greedier as more millions in cash they pursue
And thousands they have to grow poorer for every new millionaire
And for millions all around the World about life there is nothing fair.

When we are valued by our worth in money we surely are spiritually poor
The wealthy they keep getting wealthier and for the disease of greed there is no cure
And thousands every day dying of starvation and thousands are dying of disease
And in the refugee camps of the World there are thirty million refugees

poem by Francis Duggan
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Geisha Boys & Temple Girls

Look ahead, on the screen,
Slim perfect creatures and theyre just 16
Their eyes meet, this is it,
The contact so much more than words can transmit
He stands up, she gives in,
Their first encounter, their embrace within
A short ride, they arrive,
There is no doubt that true love will survive
Chorus:we are the geisha boys
Doing it wrong again
They are the chosen ones
Doing it right
Here come the temple girls
Looking for sanctuary
Naked as advertised
For the first time
Here we are late at night
We are both refugees
There is no easy way
Let it be right

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song performed by Heaven 17
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One Person Cannot Bring Peace

One person cannot bring peace to our World but when millions of good people unite
And march for peace in every village, town and city the war inclined may see some light
Beyond the darkness that surrounds them and through the windows of their soul
The light of change may even penetrate we can change others by thought control.

Gandhi brought great change through non violence no greater power than people power
Divided good people are defeated and their flower of peace is a wilting flower
But united we can bring about change as peace never comes through the gun
The dead never hear the birds singing at the going down of the sun

Refugee camps all over the World are crowded with war refugees
Billions are spent on war weaponry and little on poverty and disease
In the news each day we hear of violence and too much of war and terror we hear
The war men with their war on terror have found new ways of spreading fear.

Amongst the fearful population who believe everything that they say
We lose our own sense of direction when respect to such people we pay
You show some people a flowering garden they only see weeds and decay
And any hope of peace will keep on fading as long as the negative have things their own way.

poem by Francis Duggan
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I've Heard Enough Talk

I've heard enough talk about football though many others have said as much before
Yesterday's game replayed today though one can say we do know the score
'Twould seem to me sport's a diversion from our life problems of day to day
But if that is what makes some people happy then to say the least that seems okay.

I've heard enough talk about cricket one might say far more than enough
In this twenty first century of glorified sports stars so many are doing it tough
Some thirty million refugees in refugee camps of their stories too few wish to hear
The victims of war, drought and famine they know about suffering and fear.

I've heard enough talk about golf and tennis far more than I've wished for to hear
The top players over celebrated they grow financially wealthier by millions each year
When thousands are homeless and hungry for every proclaimed millionaire
So many are doing it so hard in the bigger World out there.

I've heard enough talk of millionaire soccer players enough people them do celebrate
They don't have me to thank for their millions and their egos I do not inflate
'Twould seem to me sport is a diversion from the sadness of the World we live in
Where so many are destined to lose out for the few born lucky to win.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Junk Food

Junk food crack cocaine
Cross border terrorism
Covert support to insurgents
Arms smuggling
Circulation of fake money
Inflows of refugees
Immigration Active terror
Nexus between naxals
And Antinational forces
Within and abroad
Crime and criminal tracking
Coastal security all
All these pulling me back
All these threatned my existence.

poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Who Gave The Order

I'm Buju Banton with the preacher's son
Who gave the orders
For them to go, alright
Who gave the orders
Martin was shut down, ah, alright
Who gave the orders
To drop the bomb, we wanna know
Who gave the orders
No refugees across the borders, yeah
Questions asked with no response, ey, Wyclef
Who's gonna answer
Where did all these guns come from, tell me, ey
Who's gonna answer
Feeding lies to our daughters and sons
But they will have to answer
Then what you gonna do when the Rastaman comes
Where you gonna run for cover
Looking through the window of my ire eyes
On this city filled with lies
Observing the people working so hard

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song performed by Wyclef Jean
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It Doesn't Matter

[The Rock]
Yo this is the Rock kicking it with the Refugee camp
And you're bout to smell what the Rock is cookin'

[Wyclef Jean (The Rock)]
Yo this is strictly a club record
Dedicated to everybody who used to stand outside in the cold
When the F-L-E-X was spinnin at the Red Zone

song performed by Wyclef Jean from The Ecleftic * 2 Sides II A Book
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the voice

the conscience

the interpreter,

she is

Nadine, not naive,
the African
lover of words,

the loot,

to pick things from life
from reality

land politics,
fractured human relationships,

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gordimer's awareness

the voice

the conscience

the interpreter,

she is

nadine, not naive,
the african
lover of words,

the loot,

to pick things from life
from reality

land politics,
fractured human relationships,

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fish and

Fish

Symbol of joy
And pleasure
And good luck.

Save

Come to me
You are dear to me
I will save you
From all ills.

Refugee

I want to
Go back home
You are my home.

Die

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poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Dying For Love

Can you hear, the people sing their song
To tunes of glory, they move as one.
Refugees of liberation marching on,
Sing our song, rock the nation, write of wrongs.
When you take of life and steal its shadow, all thats
Left is humanity.
Its getting closer, change is bound to come.
Theres someone out there, holding candles to the
Sun.
Then an answer, says that peace will come around,
Stand in line, take our time and be proud.
Take a life and steal its shadow, all thats left its
Humanity
Take a man and steal tomorrow, all thats left is you
And me.
Here them call you, soldiers all in the fields of love,
Brothers, sisters, children, all dying for love.
Refugees of liberation, marching on,
Sing your song, rock the nation, write of wrongs.
Take a life and steal its shadow, all thats left is

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song performed by Black Sabbath
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Desertion

A dream to fill a life
void developing dream.

Life is boring
dull worthless
without purpose.
Reason destination.
Merely seen.
Seldom savoured.

Return attempt heart’s purpose.
Where felt mind wavering
incapable in controlling life's
work worsening situation.
Watched pain proliferating
in lesser loved cared for.

Knowing how hard. It is.
When we can do nothing.

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Miserable life!

What a life with pain and suffer
Waiting for help from other
Livin for a day and being sick daily
It is miserable, the life of refugee
There is no respect away from your own country
No thing is perfect all the time boring life, very nasty
No job no perfect life unless you are damn lucky
Kids of the native nation insult you, huh so badly
With respect with the love of your relatives
Its best thing to live in your state

poem by Luwi Habte
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Im A Marionette

youre so free, thats what everybodys telling me
Yet I feel Im like an outward-bound, pushed around, refugee
Somethings wrong, got a feeling that I dont belong
As if I had come from outer space, out of place, like king kong
Im a marionette, just a marionette, pull the string
Im a marionette, everybodys pet, just as long as I sing
Im a marionette, see my pirouette, round and round
Im a marionette, Im a marionette, just a silly old clown
Like a doll, like a puppet with no will at all
And somebody told me how to talk, how to walk, how to fall
Cant complain, Ive got no-one but myself to blame
Somethings happening I cant control, lost my hold, its insane!
Im a marionette, just a marionette, pull the string
Im a marionette, everybodys pet, just as long as I sing
Im a marionette, see my pirouette, round and round
Im a marionette, Im a marionette, just a silly old clown
look this way, just a little smile, is what they say
youll look better on the photograph if you laugh, thats okay
Im a marionette, just a marionette, pull the string
Im a marionette, everybodys pet, just as long as I sing

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song performed by ABBA
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Tryin To Stay Alive

(wy-clef jean)
We got the refugees all-stars rubba dubbin? in the club
Wyclef jean, john forte, prizewell.
Nah mean the streets are gettin a little crazy..
Looka looka looka looka looka
Looka looka looka here looka shorty got back
Should I ask her for a dance hold on theres too many in a wolf pack
And besides dirtycash talkin to her
Buyin? her fake furs and takin? her to the fever
Quite as his kept that aint even his benz
She spends his franklins at the malls with her friends
Material girl, livin? in a material world
But its alright cause its saturday night
So mista funkmaster pump the bee-gees
And all you college students bring your ouijas? check the spellin, r e--f u g e--e get the cd from sam goody he he
You aint even close wit the rhymes that you wrote
Dont be mad cause you broke
Let me clear my throat ah huh ah huh
John forte grab the mic roots sway it this way
(john forte)

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We Trying To Stay Alive

F/ john forte
(wy-clef jean)
We got the refugees all-stars rubba dubbin in the club
Wyclef jean, john forte, prizewell.
Nah mean the streets are gettin a little crazy..
Looka looka looka looka looka
Looka looka looka here looka shorty got back
Should I ask her for a dance hold on theres too many in a wolf pack
And besides dirtycash talkin to her
Buyin her fake furs and takin her to the fever
Quite as his kept that aint even his benz
She spends his franklins at the malls with her friends
Material girl, livin in a material world
But its alright cause its saturday night
So mista funkmaster pump the bee-gees
And all you college students bring your ouijas
Check the spellin, r e--f u g e--e get the cd from sam goody he he
You aint even close wit the rhymes that you wrote
Dont be mad cause you broke
Let me clear my throat ah huh ah huh

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song performed by Wyclef Jean
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Love is precious than money

Open your heart's door baby
Read my mind recognize me
Please don't say no; let it be
You won't regret I am he
I have lost your heart's door's key
During my birth's long journey
Please let me in you will see
I'm your love not refugee
Don't let me down on my knee
Plant in your life my love tree
It's me Oh it's me sweetie
Look at my eyes tenderly
Love is precious than money
Make me your heart's king honey
I'll make your heart full of glee
Fun, mirth, peace and harmony

poem by Asif Andalib
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No No No Part 2

[Wyclef:]
This is the remix
The jeeps pump this new remix
This is the remix
Radio's play this remix
This is the remix
The jeeps pump this remix
This is the remix
The Refugees Camp have the remix
Destiny's child
We 'bout to set it
This is the remix
The streets pump the remix
This is the remix
Every project

song performed by Destiny's Child from Destiny's Child
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(Political Poem) A Declining Empire

Tent cities, and refugee camps.
Can you imagine that in the united states.
We are falling apart.
It's crumbling.

Where are you gonna put all these people
That you can no longer afford.
If you want to make those vicious of cuts you better start making solutions for them as well.

If you can't decide whom shall preside.
Then you are committing suicide.
An agreement of terms is needed for any thriving democracy.
We are decaying and giving up on ourselves.
A declining empire.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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