Tales Of A Wife: Eleven (11)
I just wish I could dial
A number before I die
To resay words that weren’t white-lie
No lie we really were suit and tie.
Questions asked years ago; today ten
Just got solved; wish I had a clue then
To know the number next after ten
Is doubled, always together: I and Ann…
I just wish I could dial
A number before I die
To resay words that weren’t white-lie
The lips may not say; the heart never lie.
It was Friday night, a drink and Ann questions
What are your long and short term goals?
I wrapped it all off without her in situations
She smiled: guessed right, wrong answers.
I just wish I dialed
Anns’ number before love died
To rephrase words that made her smile depressed
Teamwork makes the dream work; I would have said.
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Don’t Call Me Mad: Secrets
I have a secret to tell
Intervals in time fade not my knell
But who can I trust with my seal?
No name in the list rings a bell.
I have a secret to tell
It seems a smallish cell
But the Pope will probably yell
Or better say, send me to hell.
I have a secret to peal
I’ll tell not, rather i’ll chew a jell
Because promises doesn’t stick to gel
That-I-wouldn’t buy if you sell.
By Onyeche vincent onyeka
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When it is raining
The Government is useless,
Our money they take
Calm down young man!
Faith is all the heart should bear
The government is like the church:
Drops of idea, pastors get richer
New cars, houses and industries
Yes you may want to criticize
But glued at a point the tongue must mute.
The Government is useless
Our head they knit
Calm down young man!
Get used to it…
Presentation and packaging is the term
The government is like a hospital
Find out later:
But right now, their words make a dead man breath
The government has its own ethics.
The Government is useless
Power is within a family circle
Calm down young man!
Some people are born kings
Some people slave: So is fate
Just like a good movie
Few people on camera
Many others behind…
Choose your fate
The Government is useless
Corruption here and there
Calm down young man!
You alone cannot change the world,
But: You can cast a stone
Across the waters to create many ripples
One gesture, one somebody, one moment at a time
Then acceptance brings down walls
And that is how change transpires.
For after all,
The best thing one can do
When it is raining
…Is let it rain!
By Onyeche vincent Onyekachukwu
© 2013
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