Angola Light of Poet

By Chicamba

The objective of this book is to share with you and show in all-entire world the literature of Angola with some situation happened in the war. Therefore, always the literature did a part of my life, since in the childhood in the time of High School there in the province of Benguela. That terminated in the publication of this book, that was dream publish book about what I saw and I still see it around globe. Unfortunately, the history of Africa particularly Angola was lost century ago before the colonisation came and in the middle of the war.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris UK
• Release date: Nov 22, 2014
• ISBN: 9781499091991

Chicamba

I Chicamba João, M. D. student of English Language and Literature at The Open University, I have to say; all my life started in politics that when I was child I started in OPA (Organization of Angolan pioneer) created by MPLA. From 1980 to 1990 my life were divided by help the MPLA, education and grandmother to sale petroleum in bottle at night time in the village, Casas-Novas in Benguela. Also I was seller of square Capônte in Benguela that my mother was the founder of square Capônte. In addition, in the politic I did several campaigns in childhood with the innocent that elected the first president of Angola Mr; José Eduardo Dos Santos in 1992 and in this case, Ana Paula Dos Santos is the first lady of Angola. In Luanda I was seller in the square Rogue Santeiro also seller in the street of Luanda, and military member of the MPLA that already carried several post in England, from 2008 to 2010 I was second condemnatory of auditorium and discipline of MPLA and member of the managements. I was second condemnatory interim of committee of action of Westminster of MPLA and currently I continue in the politic without partly participation. I still complete my education.

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1

THE SADNESS

I am the sadness Cabinda,

See the eyes of the sadness Angolan,

Live with voices of sadness in earth,

I am the sadness Zaire,

I am the sadness Uíge

That can see the hurt that astound deal

In riches land we have, we have to hide

I am the sadness Lunda Norte,

I am the sadness Kwanza Norte

Live with the hurt that astound us there,

Inside the bone, inside of the corruption,

I am the sadness Malanje,

I am the sadness Luanda

Have to live, living knock the door of

Corruption to be a corruption too there,

I am sadness Kwanza-Sul.

I am the sadness Lunda Sul

With tears Angolan in review that

We have to pass on with you tears,

I am the sadness Bengo,

I am the sadness Huambo

Never stop with hope await us there

Never deal with God as well that I,

I am the sadness Bié,

I am the sadness Kuando-Cubango

Fought as lion inside us, having to

Go down black with the hunger land,

I am the sadness Cunene,

I am the sadness Huíla

Looking education, health, security

Without ending live life with wealth

I am the sadness Namibe,

I am the sadness Benguela

Of the war with peace that never offer to

Us in the totalement with many oil life

I am the sadness Moxico.

2

THE RICHES

Angola we are rich, but you in poverty

See petroleum Company in total more

Than we pass on by the administration,

Angola we are rich, but you in poverty,

Poverty in of corruption that the total

Company live don't care us, they're in

Happiness to see totalment pass on I am

Bantu only have to pass on in Africa,

Angola we are rich, but you in poverty

But in happiness lying to deal with world

That didn't live by oil you makes us pass

Angola we are rich, but you in poverty,

You are rich with blood brother

Totalment you followers the corrupt the,

The total fullness far in the Bantu people

You are rich with blood brother,

You are rich with blood brother

Live in the planet of Angola to deal food

By the corruption! Where is my origin,

Angola we are rich, but you in poverty,

In poverty corruption worked hard to

Gaining Angola, to gaining corruption

Experience when I saw the pirates in the

Middle of ocean waited the Portuguese,

Today we have to pass on by sky near

To heaven be voluntaries slaves with

Poor wage that not ''Neto'' words there

I saw in Cabinda check the oil in earth,

Angola we are rich, but you in poverty

Cry with in the Congo waiting freedom,

I was attachment in the corruption there

But we living in the poverty in Angola,

I am attached in Cabinda in May I saw

In 26/1956, by the Portuguese than there

Always corruption oil, always we believe

In attachment of God creation in Angola,

Always we are corrupt that you must it

Accept in Angola, in the world to deal

With oil in my land Angola, we have to

Deal that is reason to deal with the world.

3

THE FOLLOWERS

We are followers

Dear all we're followers of money in

Heart African when I received Arabic,

We are the followers,

We are followers

In the north see Greece corrupted us,

Beat by the Romans to gaining us,

We are followers,

We are followers

That tells us African Prophet whom

Is Bantu followers and corrupted,

We are followers,

We are followers

By the Greek fought to gaining African

Gained from Arabs, Romans from Greece,

We are followers,

We are followers

But not Bantus! Bantus not is Arabic!

Bantus is not Buda! Bantus I am there,

We are followers,

We are followers

But Bantu is not Christianity but live

In the styles Romans there Africa

We are followers,

We are followers

We lost by God to living by as Jesus,

Africa we saw the young 'Dos Santos'

We are followers,

We are followers

Follower 'Fidel Castro' to gain the land,

To gain the experience was 'Dos Santos'

We are followers,

We are followers

To pass on with knowledge in Angola

'Fidel Castro' carried 'Dos Santos' to there

We are followers,

We are followers

To here, there when 'Dos Santos' will pass

On to stop quimical test weapons in the

We are followers,

We are followers

Pass on in the school, in the classroom

With people faint there amen the soul

We are followers,

We are followers

It is feel the black pain, hallo physic

Without affecting the black we have,

We are followers.

4

THE WEAPONS FACTORY

Where is the factory

We learning after century ago there

African land the consumer weapons

Where is the factory?

Where is the factory

That our faith never end, end our body,

See ''Fidel Castro'' teaching ''Dos Santos''

Where is the factory?

Where is the factory

Destroying sugar factory left by God

To buy sugar in Cuba, Castro did! Did

Where is the factory?

Where is the factory

''Dos Santos'' bought the weapons by the

Soviet- union support to us pass on there

Where is the factory?

Where is the factory

Pass on Neto in the Soviet- union us

Saw America supported ''Savimbi''

Where is the factory?

Where is the factory

Pass on Savimbi left the debt to young

Dos Santos alive in corruption African

Where is the factory!

Where is the factory

Still happy Dos Santos makes dear all,

Their family all riches in Africa, Africa

Where is the factory?

Where is the factory

Many African riches is gone, is come

Without knowledge of the earth of God

Where is the factory?

Where is the factory

Every companies must think ''Dos Santos''

Families first, first this happen in Angola,

Where is the factory?

Where is the factory

Dos Santos young have to be old early

Followers style Soviet- union, America

Where is the factory?

Where is the factory

We surrounding every worker must be

Foreign in their Companies families,

Where is the factory?

Where is the factory

Makes Angolan without jobs, working hard

Within their poverty Bantus, Bantus tells us

Where is the factory?

Where is the factory

Condemn us to pass on when ''MPLA'' accept

Arabic, Greek, Romans, China now off

Where is the factory?

Where is the factory

That MPLA just celebrate Portugal child's

Not Savimbi and Holden Bantus children

Where is the factory Africa?

5

BELIEVE IN HEAVENLY

Believe in heavenly

Cabinda that I always believe in you,

Ivory Coast always I believe in Africa,

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heaven

Part of me you too! I always believe in

You African with root of God heavenly,

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heavenly

Cabinda that universe does not want to

See us unite, we have to believe in thee,

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heavenly

To stop corruptions I saw in Berlin when

Was divided us, mistake of God in the black

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heavenly

That 'Adam' is black did disgrace to African.

We must believe in our corruption forever,

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heavenly

Forever in all entire African Kingdom inside

The corruption, is inside our born pass on,

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heavenly

We have in Africa the roots connection with

The hurt of heavenly creation that Angola

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heavenly

Yes! Yes, I have finish pass on with hunger,

Feel of proud celebrate their 'Dos Santos'

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heavenly

Birthday 'Dos Santos' in Angola have to

Stop with alcoholic free conquered Angola,

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heavenly

Angola is my land that is the perfectly

African land cradle of humanity is true?

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heavenly

There all brothers pass on by their brother

Black corrupt 'Dos Santos' hate us there,

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heavenly

You too accused our brother Lucifer also

The child of God like 'Dos Santos' pass on

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heavenly

Angola with their pocket full, fall we wait,

Believe must it in childhood when God say

Believe in heavenly,

Believe in heavenly

I obey forever, forever still alive, alive in

The God peace forever with Lucifer, Jehovah

Believe in heavenly my brothers.

6

THE SIMULAMBOCO

We are the sadness of the Simulamboco

Cabinda we fall in the abysses to fight

Each another in the beautiful Kingdom

Of 'Congo', we are the sadness of their

Simulamboco.

Yes! We are victim of the Simulamboco

In the eyes sad to live in the 'Neto'

Mistake Cabinda, the Simulamboco know

Us Cabinda,

Let ask you Cabinda, who creates

The war!

Cabinda one day we'll lose you!

You will be off one day of me Cabinda,

As we are off the Portuguese but

Cabinda tongue mother is Portugal,

Yes! We're the sadness of the Simulamboco.

Cabinda, the flower of life in my

Kingdom Bantu, beauty people

Having suffer, having suffer!

As me, as me, as you all in the

Agreement of Simulamboco,

Yes! We're the sadness of Simulamboco.

Cabinda, Angola I tell you, the war,

War start it in heaven with Lucifer,

Jehovah and today hideout in Africa

In churchyard of the Bible said prayer

For me, for me I know there in Angola,

Yes! We're the sadness of Simulamboco.

We're the sadness of Simulamboco

Missed the principle in language Bantu

I am with face that is the entrance to

Africa when you see, you offer the true

Smile confused they did what missed,

Yes! We're the sadness of Simulamboco.

We missed wonderful Angola Bantu

Without God has deceived who knew us

First,

First

We fight to be in wonderful smile,

Was one day, one day this is my book

Tell you the Simulamboco.

Yes! We're the sadness of Simulamboco

Angolan! Our planet in hands of God,

Smiling to you always, always with

Sadness we have to keep smiling in our

Heart, we have to keep to all African

Smiling too,

Yes! We're the victim of Simulamboco.

7

THE FLOWER

Angola I am the flower

That has had various flowers in my heart,

Flowers I kept at my heart to flow veins to

Keep my life, why not kept my mum life,

Angola I am the flower,

Angola I am the flower

Hearth of the planet worried, worry know

Whom I can offer the flower keep my heart

Garden with love that I don't know whom

Angola I am the flower,

The flower I am

Put in garbage with my hands has blood to

Flow by veins ask me why you put flower

In the garbage that saw somebody catches

Angola I am the flower,

The flower flow in

Angola with a beautifully smile pattern go

To merry soon, soon I look whom offer the

Flower on marrying that Africa, Angola you

The flower flow in my veins,

I am the flower!

Beautiful face flower flow in river veins,

Flower have to grow up in geology that

The world live without valorisation of us,

Angola I am the flower,

I am the flower

Born in the mouth Bantu people happy to

Found the flower I put in garbage that the

Garden is outside my heart with happiness,

Angola I am the flower,

I am the flower

That sometimes is bastard than still alive in

Angola just has to keep inside heart, am I

If I knew could offer the flower in all mum,

Angola I am the flower,

Angola I am the flower

That if knew I could offer in the mothers

Lost their child in the war but was seven

Months old when did the flower pass on,

Angola I am the flower,

Angola the flower

If I knew the values of flower in this age,

I could offer to all the mothers still waiting

Their children back home, back home, back

I am the flower mum wait for in heaven.

8

THE CARE

Who will care Africa!

There still Africa waiting to somebody,

To some to take care the newborn have

To grows in Africa with their mother in

Care of the 'Madonna',

Who will care Africa!

We live in corruptions that their children

African not have the base of life, there to

Mother African! Never more in the earth

Care of the 'Jolie',

Who will care Africa!

Today not power to take all African to go

To the world, today authority give small

Number of African to 'Jolie, Madonna' to

Have a future care out,

Who will care Africa!

My future gained out because it as there

Not future form Bantu original, but there

A future to other nation forever, forever

'Jolie' take care of Africa,

Who will care Africa!

Tell us 'Madonna', tell us 'Jolie' that children

African need help that the African mum not

Have had condition to care, to see corruption,

Take care of Africa world,

Who will care Africa!

African live happy with nothing there, there

Found it happiness see the Bantu control the

Care forgot us there in Angola wash blood,

Who will care Africa?

The child in the field of battle see the heart

Call 'Madonna, Jolie' we have carry Africa

With fullness hope that the live in corruption,

Who will care Africa?

Happy African mother offer their shoulder

To cries, their cries see the children out to

Future, to pass on that the call me cradle,

Who will care Africa?

I am the civilisation, not call me civilised

I am happy as you that the war forgot you

I am happy as you Bantus forever forgive,

Forgiveness seventh time there Africa care,

Who will care Africa!

If the African corruptions still in our mind

With memory that the Africa is the payment

Yes, we have it!

The passion of life that only the mother can

See it,

Can say it,

Can feel it in our heart there in African cries

The land, the land still waiting come back

The flower she born with love living in pain,

Who will care Africa African?

9

THE MERIT N°1

Angola this is our merit

Washed with the corruptions,

living with the corruption to the fight

Transferred to earth, to earth we fight to

Be a number one and billionaire Africa.

Angola this is our merit

In all that fight to be a billionaire

That fuck each another always give the

Trouble there to