Who is Umaru Kanneh Boima

Umaru Kanneh Boima is a twenty-one year student who attended Ahmadiyya Muslim Secondary Bo City, Sierra Leone. He is currently a student studying Linguistics/ Literature in his country's best university (Njala University Bo Campus). He is a writer who has written several poems and dramas . He is one of the potential writers of this genaration ....
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Umaru Kanneh Boima Poems

  • Wonderful Women
    Beautiful women strong women
    Loyal beings and lovable partners
    In you I was trapped
    Courageous and resistance ...
  • Irony Of Patriotism
    Yes! You claim of being patriotic
    There lie in your brains all ideas and plans
    Now you have made us suffering addict...
    Our wealth, hopes and dreams are in your hands ...
  • Our Frustrated Mother
    Mom, you're blessed with all that your children need
    With your sweet heart , the Whiteman you welcomed with his pleads
    And bastardized you and your childern with greeds
    Yes ! A lot you reserved for us your kids ...
  • Men
    To us the world has given its back,
    Only Women and children and respect we lack.
    No one cares for us,
    Just for them to feast and nod off , problems they source . ...
  • My Beloved Bo Ahmadiyya
    Like a mother, she pamapered me ,
    A better academic she wanted me to be.

    For better my school moulded everyone ...
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Umaru Kanneh Boima Quotes

  • In life, one should always expect the unexpected .
  • He who knows little speaks alot while the better one speaks less.
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Ballade Of The Midnight Forest
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Still sing the mocking fairies, as of old,
Beneath the shade of thorn and holly-tree;
The west wind breathes upon them, pure and cold,
And wolves still dread Diana roaming free
In secret woodland with her company.
'Tis thought the peasants' hovels know her rite
When now the wolds are bathed in silver light,
And first the moonrise breaks the dusky grey,
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