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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

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

When I was a kid

When I was a kid, I was a kid
Like every other, I had my mischiefs

I soiled myself building mud hills
I placed my fingers in the till

At some point, I picked meat from the pot
Rubbing evidence on my white shirt

Shameful as it is I did bed wet
I told white lies, nodding my head

From mum, I hid wounds without delay
When I bruise my knee from a rough play

Time for silence were my moments
Disturbance seemed to be my talent

Most times from an innovation
It all ended up in destructions

From nothing I still created fields
I jumped down from trees with other kids

I saw things as a piece of cake
Like climbing mountains and swimming lakes

Most times I hate seeking for help
My energy sprung in its own step

When I was a kid, I was a kid!
Now I am a dad, watching my kid.

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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 (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

Beauty of parenthood

If you are looking for beauty
By the corner of parenthood
Teary views will overwhelm you.

Beauty is joy forever
And it includes the flattened tubes
And garments made from torn pieces.

If you are looking for beauty
By the corner of parenthood
Teary views will overwhelm you

The pot tummy and the stretch marks,
Extra size that never goes back
And the gradual loss of hair strands.

If you are looking for beauty
By the corner of parenthood
Teary views will overwhelm you

Innocent frames of the newborns
Heads on mum’s arms sucking with pride
Or the sleeping head on Dad’s back.

If you are looking for beauty
By the corner of parenthood
Teary views will overwhelm you

Watching them grow into adults
I wonder what beauty could be
When it is the only skin deep.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Love in the bathroom

As raw as the radish
Edible and ravish
She was naked like day born
So wet yet, she still burns.

Her both hands were raised up
Then slowly they both dropped
Like light that never hides
Rescue she had outside

She made no sulky pout
When a snake was let out
Growing like a mushroom
In mist tint bathroom

Through the glass loud she screams
But away from the beam
Behind the glass she moans
To her best ever fun.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Blood love

The bond in blood are no close shave
The truth is all I ever crave
And when it does land me to grave
I will be way proud ghosting so brave.

When it comes to family too
I can be caught between two stools
Not from knowledge I was schooled
But following my heart all way through.

There is a bridge I will not cross
If it makes blood to rot and rust
I will not attempt busting gut
Family bonding is all I trust.

If there are treasures to be found
Family is the whole nine yard
With a beautiful magic wand…
Abracadabra… it makes me glad.

Togetherness is bish bash bosh
And at some point there may be ish
But I still wouldn’t move an inch
Family is that, I only preach.

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Team humanity

We are on a field playing as a team called humanity.
Each one of us makes up the chain linking our communities.

Though the field is vain, the dust always change down generations.
But the progress we make thus far is not a pride to mention.

We seem not to flow, our teamwork is low, we have never grown.
Yet each of us point fingers as if we are all alone.

As the day dawns and the sun set we fall deeper in the hole.
If we fix our mind we will break limits and double our goals.

The greed in us makes us keep our lanterns from oil,
In total darkness we pollute our soil and make life to boil…

If only we knew the heights we shall climb with selflessness
Perhaps we would embrace kindness and endless goodness.

To get this new norm we should apply love with full empathy
Raising the standards redefining breathe and humanity

Creating chances that ignites the mind from limitations…
For we are all one and the same, and not a competition.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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