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Leapyear day

Just for the record of rare 29th of February
My brains had a thought in Misery
It was on the role of Lucifer the Devil.

All I could link was him to justice.
For the evildoers he punishes
Yet to God are all the praises

Whereas the Devil is His arm of justice
I spoke out to my mind on this,
All it replied was be careful Vinz

Hence you would be a weapon
That which is to excitement and fun
The Devil is at a point a turn

But the truth be told
The Devil is a Cancer of Justice…
He loves punishing the guilty

Loves and lures them to wrong doings
Uncontrollable so he can always be in business…
It’s just my crazy imagination on a Leapyear day.

Beauty Streams

The colour red is for blood and still for love
So on Valentine’s day within the blood flows love

I drove down the streets in Asaba tonight
With memories of beauty stream from a colourful past

Pictures I recalled from the past years I saw,
All on earth revolves around a cycle; is the law

Comparing them with those seen in daytime…
I realized the amalgamations of an unending time

My stereo kept blasting in contemporary jamz
The beauty of the bible is covered around psalms

Then in the loud sound of the booming drums
Came a hush “Beauty is a dress, in silent words”

While it last in a beauty stream
Don’t think its the hottest steam

It’s but a colourful fashionable new dress
But over time in wrinkles it soon fades…

New, trendy and fresh, the factory of life reproduces
We all then say –“the young surely grows”—–

Beauty still remains a position no one leads forever
Don’t get it to your head, for no one is fairer.

Ebonka (Part2)

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Son of the soil, the tradition’s dabble
A type never found when lost again
Yet a next-door neighbour love not pain
Like cockroaches, he squeezes through cracks
Fighting tirelessly like the teeth and nails
With all nerves ruthless like a lion in labor…
Writing history with tears from the children of Agan
The faith in the path he begun
Bonded the great Ika Kingdom…
Benedito Dei knew what he saw in him
All from Timbuctu was his poetic Justice
Ebonka returned braver telling Dei stories and his
The difficult in Dei, “Dein”: Ebonka was renamed
The plebs found a king in him, Dein was famed
From the lions heart, his every first sons rules.

Ebonka (part1)

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Have you ever heard of the name Ebonka
The local boy engraved in the flag of Ika
A child, Agan the childless can only conceive
Like a water hyacinth, call him “Irenmiren”
He is not just an everyday man, he is the men!..
Ebonka is to it, what a sword is to an armor
Not talking about a steel nor the Sweden Bor
But the South of the Niger, a town with a flavor
Boldness and bravery brings success that isn’t a favor
With a Lion’s heart he journeyed away from Agbor.

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