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Lament of the land

All life long, I search for the principles
Behind massacring and taking life
I search none stop for the rationale
Behind the devastating laws
Economist call; “the laws of demand”.

Those in command demands accolade
Folks skin dry elephants at one end
While fighting for conservation
And bio-diversity preservation
Exclusively and intensively at the other end.

Some store milks for their ancestral lineage
Reaping off funds from a fellow brother
And sharing pints back as community service;
Whereas the purpose of life ought to be prime
Not creating wealth by multiplying poverty, evil and crime..

Laws of land replaced by the laws of demand
Brothers controlling water are hiking price
Sisters in charge of fire does the same
The government tarrif for air is huge
Everyone in charge of sand, double price…

Slavery may be old but never dead
The world was created to roam in freedom
But even in this time, people leave in chains
It may not be the metals you expect
But an unbearable and frustrating life you see..

The economy in Nigeria is worsening
But the fact is, it isn’t Nigeria but Nigerians;
…For the problem of a country is created
Not by a country but its citizens,
Screaming make the world a better place.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (4): Injured to abysmal

No time and no hearts
But shredded feathers
And chopped off wings
Cost an Angel a cry.

Oh what a great pain
More than whips of cane
But sorrowful abysmal
Of heartbreak, she cried.

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A Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (3): Consulting the gods

I can hear the cry of an Angel
Calling for the gods to decide
Or declare her fate in love
I hear her say, “heavens say;
Follow your heart, which I did”
Please tell her, I am destiny,
But a painter, coloring life…

Please tell her, I don’t intervene
In matters pertaining hearts
When God, didn’t compel Nick
Into wooing or even keeping her
As the treasure he is to find,
I am destiny, I see peoples vision
But love is blind, so to say.

If lovers are to be farmers,
Falling for her innocent soul,
Would be any farmer’s seed to sow
But I wonder why an Angel waits
In great anticipation
For the moment in time
His leaf shall cross her path.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
A Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (2): Killing an Angel

No push no shove,
Though complexion is coal
But her heart is gold
Not fine as the Dickens

But her beautiful soul
Deserves to pair
She aims to wear
His pretty crown

But his heart frowns
Waving back,
Thinking it’s love
She waves and smile…

He makes a slice
She thought otherwise;
But as an Angel
She ought to know

That his feelings for Cole
Is not dead as a dodo
Her heart he slits, hisses
And turns his face.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
A Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nichole to Nicholas (1): Swimming in a dead sea

Here goes two good friends
To cherish to the end;
A male and a female
Feeding secrets to an ear.

She thinks they are an item
Leaf and flower on a stem.
But how do you tell an Angel
Dreams could be ambiguous…

When she ought to know
She is not part of his plans…
But a crazy heart pumping
Blood cells, dead on arrival.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
A Nichole to Nicholas Series by
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Solid as rock

God so love the world,
That he sent His son…
He loves, to die,
So we might be saved
So the bible says…

If great sacrifice
That love brings is death
I am so scared
Of opening the door
And falling in love

But she whispered
“Cool your temper dear
You are my luck
My blind but strong faith
Solid as a rock”.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Breads on tow

Oh… can you see
How the hill of bread
Has fallen… ?

Spontaneous in bits
Resolute is not
A function of strength

Draw zigzag lines
Take babies steps
Break complex down

Logics plays roles
If you see that
The ants do tow.

Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Trivial goals

Regardless of how
Little or trivial
A goal may seem,
Challenges are quizzing
To make you great.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Naughtiness lost

When love was red
It was an Apple

Synecdoche was fun
And understood

But the moment
Naughtiness left

Love became pale
Shallow and grey.

©2018 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Lust in hearts

Playing sweet song
While she dances along…
My mind she blew
By the apples she threw

Now I am lust
In her heart to default
Playing sweet songs
While she dances along.

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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