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LET IT SHINE
This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine. I sit myself upon the hill and see the happenings that take place under the sun, What is man and what does he worth? Like a tender shoot sprouts he comes, His days like the twinkling of an eye, His exit like chaff blown away,…
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THE LAND OF PARADOX
I’ve seen where slave rides on horse, And the noble man walks barefooted; I’ve seen where the snail flies, And the eagle crawls; I’ve seen a billionaire begging for thousand, And a little man having in abundance; The agile and energetic man lacks everything, The old and weak man lacks nothing; Wealthy men are so…
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A WAY YONDER
This is what makes me think, When life doesn’t release its blings, And the blissful stars cease to blink, When the crystal-like waters fail to spring, And the joyous bell stops to ring, When the bosom friend fails to throw a wink, And the oceans of life make me feel I want to sink. Then…
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ALCOHOL
Don’t believe the red wine when it sparkles, In the goldplated transparent vessel, At last it will make you unnecessarily flirt up your muscle, And like a straying dog that won’t listen to the hunter’s whistle, You will turn your head against your positive hustle, To her deceptive eyes and her bitchy nipples, Poverty will…
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THE PREACHER MAN
The Preacher man speaks, everyone hears, but no one listens. He sees a danger ahead, warns, but no one pays attention. He warns about days to come, full of tribulations; they all make jest. He speaks of bad times ahead, they all laugh it off. Oh! What a little man. He tries to look, they…
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Ever smiling sun
Ever smiling sun, Brightens the hope for a new day, Quenches the freezes of the night, Ascertains a beautiful day, Rekindles the hope of existence. Ever smiling sun, Hiding behind the trees, Brings out little children to play, Harbours no room for evil doers, Chases the crime-mongers. Ever smiling sun, Grants the opportunity to make…
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A DEAD SOUL REGRETS
If I had known that ‘the life is a race; I would have picked up my baton and strive to be among the ace. If I had known that ‘the life is a war field; I wouldn’t have taken it, as though it were fun filled. If I had known that ‘the life is a…
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A Chibok Girl’s dirge
Who will share my plight? Who will light up the light? As the twilight goes by, and the fiery night approaches; Who will fight for my freedom? My blood is cold; My soul is feeble, smelling the grave a distance away. When the night comes, I would be no more; When the sky is gone,…
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