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Unpack no lies from trolls

To your actions, you are the
Chief cook and bottle washer
Say not, “they said you’re mad”
To the throne, if not first hand
Unpack no lies and rumours
When you know they are lemons
Remember that the stacked cards
Depend on themselves to stand
Just like driving on a road
Your actions may bay for blood
Say not, “they said you’re mad”
To the throne, if not first hand.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Pack of false

Even as camera’s roll ,
I bother not when they troll

For wonders last but nine days
And soon they become dead clays

But amongst all, I baffle
At the words, I made in full

Getting changed by reporters
Like the old Chinese whisper.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

A shot in the dark

I wish I could get to the end of the space
Lean by its edge; seeing all, right on my face,
Not just the stars and rocks, but to visualize
All the possibilities life can realize…

Maybe I would realize things wide off the mark
And not by blind faith nor whistles in the dark
Aside religions are there aliens up there
Or is it only tailored here on this sphere?

I stay rooted on earth, but I smell a rat
Though imaginary but it is a fact
For answers to be gotten, the end of space
Would have an interpretation of our faith.

But my fate wouldn’t take me to space to smell
The rum, raspberry, gunpowder and steak seared,
Nor unravel the mystery of darkness,
Light’s untold purpose and everything else.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

My first two heartbreaks

My first heartbreak came from my father
Who made me wear my bib and tucker
After promising to take me to the end
Only to dodge and drive me round the bend..

My second heartbreak came from my mother
Pressing my wounds with boiling water
I was broken underneath her armpits
I thought she promised not to press it.

But these heartbreaks prepared me for the world
It opened my eyes to see beguiling odds
And how they cloud the gullible brain
Hence, I trust not all calling me sweet names.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

A reason to die

I don’t need to pull triggers
Even when I am a wild tiger
I don’t need to stretch out claws
To prove it’s sharp on the floor

I don’t need no gunpowders
All I need is a homemaker
Just the type that withstand breeze
And advocate for love and peace.

All hairs can not be long and dark
Hence before I make a remark
I love to see and analyze
And not just jump to criticize

I had taken a million punch,
Only to give out flower bunch
I do things as a diplomat,
But for blood till death, I fight.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Reasons to run (IV)

Oh what an ecstasy
To cry rivers in sleep,
Taking bullets from guns
And tears; yet, not move on.

If I bleed and still dance
And see no other chance
Other than to remain
And watch my own remains

I must have so fallen
So deep in the honey
But; I pray not to find
Such a love truly blind.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Reasons to run (II)

Something can buy a soul
And make it all to glow

And the heart’s currency
Is love, why can’t you see?

Well, cupid close its eye
Love is a rather die

When it is rightly use
As a muse not misused

Don’t be a straight tree
In love that is unreal,

If it uproots the seeds
And it makes you to bleed,

Running away can stop
The tears that may drop.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Reasons to run (I)

From the point I see;
Viewing the blue sea

Fishes swim freely
But some are silly

Drowning into tracks
Of hooks and sharks.

I am not saying
That love is worthless

I still remember
Love is forever,

But the brave ones die
And foolish ones lie,

When cupids beguile
And leaves scars behind.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Blown to go

Like floating feathers in the air
Lovely we always will appear
Some are higher touching the sky
Some just spread out their wings to fly.

Others are fighting to be light
Obviously none is ever right
Like floating feathers in the air
Lovely we always will appear.

Whether we are, or not off the ground
When it gets to our turns and rounds
Like floating feathers in the air
Lovely we always will appear.

Like floating feathers in the air
Lovely we always will appear
Till gravity draws us to floor
This life is not balance at all.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

A painter called Earth

All memoirs fade, and goes with breath
Allowing more heads to grace the earth
Till time wash the memories off
There are wonders in paint and brush.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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