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How do we know the rotten eggs
When there are no water or bowls
To submerge them; for bad to float
How do we know the rotten eggs
When the hen, church and bows
Can’t identify its arrows, eggs and saints.
Hence soon as they win an election
Woefully, they throw eggs on our faces
Cementing it with the dust and flours
Hoarding us from our expectations
While they mess up our senses…
To embezzle our heaps to the floor.
The thick blood we share is still Flowing through valleys and hills From the landscape of the shores And the irony of sea storms. Now…
Sisters can be annoying But most times so adoring They are like a flowing stream Into lakes they fill to brim Not minding if they…
I have seen shallows and deep Most people will render help Only for a hug and kiss, But I get the bliss I wish. Not…
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Hey man
Nice work
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Thank you Ken
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I saw you’re a Nigerian…. I got intrigued.
What’s the name bro?
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu is my name…
Call me Vinx
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How can I contact you?
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+2347081613455 (WhatsApp line)
+2348035071987 (Mobile)
Vinpella02@gmail.com
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