The Alien Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDE FGHIA JKLMN OPQRA ASTJUFV WWXYA E| THE ALIEN | A |
| I am an alien | A |
| I live in a world where aggression and brutality are the codes | B |
| The people of this world find fun in watching people slowly lose their breath | C |
| These people give more respect to cattle lives and less respect to human's | D |
| They conduct mass killings for cattle | E |
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| The people of this world don't marry | F |
| They buy wives two hundred cows make a good purchase | G |
| These people park V cars in grass thatched houses | H |
| The people of my world would use that V money for development | I |
| But what do I know am just and alien | A |
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| These people have large fertile lands | J |
| But they still starve | K |
| The youth have shamelessly put all their energy in gambling games | L |
| The children and the elderly are malnourished | M |
| Their leaders are playing bullet games for the chair | N |
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| The people of this country have taken sides for a cause they know not | O |
| They're sleeping in refugee camps | P |
| While the Big boys are having fun and accumulating wealth at their expense | Q |
| The people of this world don't know they have the power to make things better | R |
| But what do I know I am just an alien | A |
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| These people don't value their nation | A |
| They're divided by tribes and clans | S |
| They're hypocrites | T |
| They call themselves brother in foreign lands | J |
| But a foe they call themselves in their land | U |
| You heard me right foe as in enemy | F |
| Not Friends Of the Earth | V |
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| They're busy raping their mothers | W |
| And castrating their brothers | W |
| They consider that as a way to subdue other tribes | X |
| But I find it barbaric and inhumane | Y |
| But what do I know am just an alien | A |
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| PIOL | E |
Piol Tiek John
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