I Cried

I Cried

A Poem by Obia Ranndy


I cried!

I cried when I heared that our PM boarded Swiss Airline instead of Camairco for a State trip.

I cried more when I heard that some ministers boarded Camairco without paying a dime.

I cried about Camairco’s survival, when our ministers board it for free and the PM goes Swiss.

I cried!

I cried when the minister of universities said our Professors are fence-sitters.

I cried! How can our professors sign Motion’s of Support and pretend they didn’t?

I cried out loud when the said minister used Latin and Greek (Dead Languages) to defend his cause.

I cried!

I cried tears of joy when I saw Mourinho’s Real Madrid beat Barça to win the King’s Cup.

I cried louder when I saw Barça’s Pep Guardiola dumbfounded at the Mestilla Stadium.

I cried loudest when I saw Sergio Ramos break the cup into pieces, “ish” I said.

I cried!

I cried when I heard the Minister of Gorillas defining Motion of support on Cameroon Calling.

I cried out loud that and intellectual has been transformed into a praise singer.

I cried, after all, that is the definition of politics in the Cameroonian context.

I cried!

I cried when I heard UBSU had elected a leader, Nemkul.

I cried more, reflecting on the importance of UBSU in UB. UBSU is rubbish!

I cried when I remember the UBSU that used to be, Wanobi’s UBSU, that was a student’s union.

I cried!

I cried when I heard a top military official was involved in the Bonaberi Bank show-down.

I cried more when I remember our army minister said they were pirates and that they were killed.

I cried better, knowing a newer version of the story will come up in the days ahead.

I cried!

I cried when I saw 300 000 Cameroonian “youths” apply for the 25 000 jobs secured for them.

I cried when I saw some faint, collapse and cry under the arid climate in Yaounde.

I also cried when I saw 17 year-old kids applying for the famous 25 000 jobs, on es où là.

I cried!

I cried when I heard that midnight journeys will soon be deleted by the transport ministry.

I cried out loud that why should they do so? Is it my fault that they are no street lights?

I cried more when I think I am one of those midnight passengers.

I cried! And I guess I will keep crying.

© 2013 Obia Ranndy


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my my those were indeed many reasons to cry! Hope at some point you found reason to dry your eyes, I see soccer made the line up lol

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Obia Ranndy

11 Years Ago

Soccer never misses!

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Obia Ranndy
Obia Ranndy

Yaounde, Centre, Cameroon



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