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Thrusting//Trusting Pen
I want to write Something, But I don't know the words I can't remember The verbs, and nouns The correct articulation Stuck, are myriads I want to pen down Words that won't let me sleep Lines that haunt me Rhymes that hit right Stanzas that look tight But I'm being choked By my very vice Like a bitter pill I can't swallow Nor do I dare vomit Not because I'm a coward I want to write And I...
Self Portrait of God as a Poem
It’s afternoon here Hot / Hot like Hell fire A boy sits inside his car punching his phone__ Behind him a preacher in suit approaches __ with a bell in hand / He says: repent for the kingdom of God is at hand / He says repent: for there is no repentance in the grave// Somewhere in Ekpoma, // a boy wears his own grief In...
Afrique
I saw them on bended kneels; Crescent kids In salutation of great Afrique The proud ma of three scores less four melanin races Like their lives leaned like ladder on it One would think they knew not anything Faith made them believe in a good fate for Afrique Came heavy rains of tears as I walked past If kids could be compassionate to a fallen hero How...
The Magic of Love
The sun was at its full peak When I stepped out towards the city park Hungry for some peace of mind I knew once there that it was a horrible mistake He came to my table as I ordered strangely Took a seat without being asked to Funny enough, I was surly too As I expected no gain from a stranger But instead of hate, he bestowed...
I Have A Dream
I have a dream Clearly seen while asleep That Nigeria, my country Will be great again... and again I have a dream Clearly seen while asleep That this rough route will be smooth; That a hymn is sung to subdue The rock in place I have a dream Clearly seen while asleep That a day will come like a nightingale, Singing songs of joy, Melting down the hymnal songs Of bitterness and of...
Break Out!
Harvest, Invest, Break out! Make market moves. Take packet gloves. Break out! Apply, Reply, Break out! Multiply, Supply, Break out! Advertise, Prioritize, Break out! Select, Connect, Break out! Live that dream, Give that cream, Break out!
My Straw Berry
The dynamic dynamite With dinner-might to serve Her king, a buffet of love Without a serf. The Queen whom I can boast of To anyone I come across. I can tell it, even to the walls Of how sweet she is. My Angel! Slim as straw, sweet as berry. My strawberry! You're so amazing. I want your name to be my pillow. That I may have a sweet Eve. You're the Eve I want...
I'm Fine
I'm fine, I replied Even though it's a lie. I hid my pain under the broken smile. I had to lie because I have a son who, upon me he relies. It isn't easy to care for others more than your self. My smile might hide so much pains and tears. But they reflect one thing which is my strength. I hate feeling like this, But I've...
To a Woman of Virtue
To a woman of virtue— First Lady, UNILAG. Beautiful as a woman in her prime, Yet aged as a woman with wisdom. Biggest Lady of the Prestigious University of Lagos. Articulate, yet humble. A role model. A woman on the winning edge. A woman whose gates Are protected by her vastness. Deceit is the seat She'll never seat on. Her love knows not how To play ludo. Neither does her faithfulness dwindle Like a leaf. A...

Sexual Crisis

Sexual Crisis
There was a time when sexuality was our moral identity. A milestone of dignity that heralds our maturity. It was an emblem of purity that cripples the stride of insecurity. It was the assurance of continuity and the insurance of morality until the thunder of obscenity struck our virgin sanity. Beyond fun and intimacy, it was the template for legitimacy and the hallmark for vibrancy. It was the keynote for an absolute...
It sleeps within the shell And when it wakes, It's neither the hunger of the heart, Nor meals for the eyes. When afternoon becomes night, The night; sickness Would you still nurse the shell? When legs that gazes earth, Now gazers of themselves, And pain; wine, Would your throat be luscious to belch love?
Real Life
No doubt, we all want the fame, the gain, the praise but we're reluctant to put our hands to work, shy away from the pain and yet quick to apportion blames. What exactly is your perception of life? Real life is more than just breathing in oxygen. It's an opportunity to breathe in ideas, compare ideologies, weigh philosophies, but yet birth...
Trust Him
Many times we are quick to ask: why not me? why this? why now? and even why me? But before we fall prey to the temptation of asking several ungodly questions, let's just try and understand where we are coming from. ... and that was how the Israelites began the journey with their hearts constantly singing melody, leaving the place of...
Family Affair
Oblivious of my presence, I stood aside watching how she cut the vegetables. It was with so much intensity and anger. I knew something wasn't right with her. "Anything wrong, mum?" I asked. She looked up. Face already pale and eyes swollen. I could tell she'd been crying. "Do you also know what has been going on?" she asked. I didn't understand her. "What...
The Prey
"I want your body," he whispered. I smiled. And walked up to him. "Which do you want? My body or my soul?" He was startled. He was confused. "What do you mean?" he asked. I looked at him deeply. My expression was not of pleasure but of cold and calculated gloating. I already know of his plan to murder me tonight. I gave...
Nesta had always known how I felt about him from the first day we met under the shade, away from the torrential rain. I actually had not noticed him until it was only both of us left under the shade. They had been six of us but the other four ventured into the rain angrily after waiting for what...
King of Scars
When heavens rain brimstones, I'd pray they ply on your flesh; and imprint therein the scars you left in Grinning at the pizza box of pretty bees— designed specially for you, I count my bullets humming love songs I thumb my gun singing carols In trancelike scenes, I ponder how to scar you— Should I make him hurt himself while I watch ? Or cut him slowly with...
The Loser in Him
I don’t know if you’d understand me, But I hope you do. Never take a pistol by the hand, Or aim it at anything. Once you do this, A feeling comes, It gives you power, Makes you think you’re the strongest. Don’t let this thought hold you in, Don’t let it come through, Because I did, And it killed me. It didn’t take away my soul, It didn’t touch my body, But it...
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