Eric Ekinde

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In the morning, i get up and look at my country
the roads pavement are full, loud and a weary
as the young sun, heats the old and scary illucks
while the gardens narrowly close their flowers of Lilas
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The feeling indelibly is etched in your memory
You get collapsing
And you don’t want to hear any other story
And start to cry inconsolably,
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As a child, when ever i saw the cattle egret
i knew it was time fowl, yam, chin-chin and rice
so too felt my friend Beatrice
when on cows in the field she saw the cattle egret.
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I haven't gold
to make this day so bold
but 'cos you are my love
on your birthday
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My God and father, remain not silent
when men like the bee
on me have risen in violent
and my body is soon to be thrown into the sea
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God the creator
is my good shepherd
my one and only mentor
who leads me on when all is hard
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7.

Oh, all was done
when the sun did shine bright
so much energy at work did burn
late it is now, stars and the moon stand right
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somedays i just wana cry
wen i see haw all is gone dry
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Since that day,
i have been carried away
i have been trying to stand yet i fall
you know me well for i told you all,
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With Jesus my lord its well
for even if you fall in a well
your body wont swell
for Jesus on the cross for man did swell
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11.

Power is the uppermost ability
to make others perform an activity
even out of their desire or constituency
without them being in conformity.
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If i were the nightingale
with colors like the rainbow
even from a locked triangle
for u i will sing and my styles show
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If i were the nightingale
with colors like the rainbow
even from a locked triangle
for u i will sing and my styles show
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14.

What ever it may be
my day in the street has been
there are no greater thoughts as this
going home my queen to see
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The deepest of our thoughts
for his hands did create all
we know and in schools are taught
for he is supreme and God of all
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Eric Ekinde Biography

I REALLY DO NOT KNOW WHAT TO WRITE AS OF ME, COS MY LIFE IS BUT A STREAM, INTO RUNLETS I HAVE MEANDERED N HERE I AM TODAY, GOD ALONE IS TO PRAISE FOR ALL. CRYING FOR A LOST DESK MATE IN THE COLLAGE, I WROTE MY FIRST PAPER IN 2003, CHILDISH, UNCENSORED, ITS DEVICES WERE NOTHING ONE COULD CALL A POEM YET THE WORDS MADE MOURNERS CRIED MORE, THEN I WAS TOLD IT WAS A DIRGE I HAD WRITTEN AND WAS TOLD I COULD DO BETTER...TODAY LOVE, HAVEN TREATED ME ME BADLY GAVE ME MY HEARTY FEELINGS INTO MY HANDS AND MY TEARS IN THE PAPER IN WHAT IS CALLED POETRY. AND IT HAS BEEN THE BASE OF EVERY WORD I SPEAK, EVERY SONG I SING, ITS THE HELLO I GIVE AND ITS THE KISS, THESE WORDS AND WORKS ARE THE VERY ESSENCE OF MY BEING.)

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Cameroon, My Country

In the morning, i get up and look at my country
the roads pavement are full, loud and a weary
as the young sun, heats the old and scary illucks
while the gardens narrowly close their flowers of Lilas

later, thats me beside the gravel
from where can be seen the sun, awaiting its fall
calm, small, rich, boarded and peaceful
a motherly country with sweet roofs making it wonderful.

A country with memories of its glorious records
a country with importance, greatness and beauties
that country which shall never remain small
as always has fought against corruption, injustice, poverty and bribery,

Cameroon my country, that God in his mercy
has given cocoa, coffee, oil and so much in plenty
countless of its successes in the game of football
or tourist who come to see its numerous falls

Cameroon my country where peace
reigns and like breeze flows with ease
due to the policies if its leader President Paul Biya
who even when was a Prime minister was better to Andre Marie Mbida

long live Cameroon my country
long live the fight against corruption and bribery
long live the fight for meritocracy
long live CAMEROON, an icon for African democracy.

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