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Balthazar Rodrigue Nzomono-Balenda's Writings

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Article
May.05.2011
Freedom of speech
Dear Sir, I congratulate you and the military on the killing of Osama Bin Laden. He is the enemy of the civilized world, and the values we stand for. However, I am extremely disappointed with you for not disclosing the Bin Laden pictures. I am wondering if you are doing it because you do not want to offend the Muslim world, and that makes me angry. With all...
Poem
Nov.16.2009
Message
   How long should they kill? How long should they kill our people? We are standing aside and look They do not want to see us together They want to sell one another We have suffered too long Some say they saw us as nothing Some say they were doing their duties Let us stand up for ourselves Let us have a piece of mindWe did not except that to happen The day...
Poem
Nov.16.2009
Poetry reasons.
Written with a penSealed with a kissIf you’re my friend Please answer this   Are we friends or aren’t we We’re not you told me Once I forgot So tell me now and tell me true So I can say I’m here   For youAnd if I die before You do I’ll go to heaven And I wait for youI give you back the angles Their wing and risk The loss of everything Just to prove you my...
Poem
Mar.29.2009
Crime, gangs, violence,ocean,boat, tea
The tea was hot Its taste seduced me But there is no one here The boat was emptySomeone was hiding Not all questions have answersThe ocean never spoke to me She was my comfortShe was far from me The public wanted her 
Poem
Mar.26.2009
Genocide and ignored crimes
Noah’s route in bloodThe patriot for the killing He changes color day by dayHe makes it and leaves Death takes over Armenia in painBut still alive The patriot is revealed Ready for tough defense He has a mind of his ownBut the world stands with youPick up your sword!!Don’t cave in!!Rise up for your dignityAnd lift your head above
Poem
Mar.26.2009
Freedom and justice.
Burma is in prison She is innocent And did nothing wrong Loneliness eats her mind Pain confuses her And builds ashes in her heart While in jail, Burma cries for her childrenEveryday She reflects on their survival She cannot sleepBut panics all the time She wondersIf there will be a tomorrow We want to free herBut the walls are too high and deepWe can’t get...