Telephone Message Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BCDEFFGHIJKLMHNO FMCPCAHFQRSFTUVKCWXF YAZCA2IB2C2 MED2E2F2G2H2FHVI2H2J 2AK2J2L2M2N2 J2C

Telephone messageA
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When eyes were still closedB
We were sold to them that are mightyC
Our elders were there sleeping and restingD
Thinking strength and power was allE
Now that our fathers were grownF
They kept shouting liberation'F
Like dog in a cageG
Barking and shouting with all powerH
They gave our fathers what they wantedI
Then left the cage of theirsJ
Ruling and leading without fearK
They were like bonding broom ready to groomL
The ruling then came to usM
But truth were sold for sliverH
And righteous were sold for GoldN
When shall we be thereO
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Then araise a need for my sister to leave our townF
For those town migter than usM
In my phone report shall get to theeC
Oh thou sister Your love is in my hearthP
Oh thou sister I got there safelyC
How about our villageA
Full with grasshopper and predatorH
Hope they are all goneF
Sister I heard bro Stephen was no moreQ
Just for the truth he saidR
That must be a lieS
I need a confirmationF
Oh my good sister I heard that same goatT
That was to use in appeasing the godU
Has taken a leave by themV
That must be a lie dearK
Oh thou sister Please talk to meC
I heard our king just take a new wifeW
Yes That wife that belongs to JimX
This must be a delusionF
Oh my good sister I must confirmY
That Gold that belongs to the whole villageA
I heard it has be claimed by the chiefsZ
That must be a fallacyC
Sister I need to hear your voiceA2
Has our land really been dividedI
By the grasshoppers that are elephantsB2
That must be a jokeC2
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Oh dear This our land is full of JudasM
And Achan is the promoter of them allE
Oh thou sister They are all truthD2
All which thou have heard are trueE2
Our land is really sick also need treatmentF2
Where is the doctor to healG2
Oh thou sister They are all truthAll which thou have heardH2
Where is the Gold to give the physicianF
Or a sliver to give the doctorH
Have they not being share by themV
Oh thou sister Our land is in comaI2
Oh thou sis Little have u heardH2
Our king is now pharaohJ2
And chiefs are now Joel and AbijahA
Making rounded hand a road to diamondK2
Oh thou sister I need to let you knowJ2
Our fathers are now on sleepL2
When will they wake upM2
That my sister may come back homeN2
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Written by TIJANI SUCCESS OLADOTUNJ2
SENATOR DEEC

Tijani Success Oladotun
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 04/03/2019



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