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Truth by an Angel

Ears in heaven cherishes a singer
Choir’s musicals she gives a soul
She is a wish heaven loves to make.

I heard she dresses like a striper
Displaying her hot cameltoe
Making tonnes to gather at lake.

Her dress sense makes the sun hotter
In black and blue, she lost a role
Suspended from church for burnt bakes.

Yet in her flaws she is better
Than the people I used to know
Going around as a preacher.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Like tall palm trees

The journey began as a joke
Till giant strides together yoked,
And there we stood, exchanging vows
Inner me smiled, exclaiming; wow !!!

Like a palm tree gallantly firm
Amidst the dust, and in the storm
Growing so tall, far from a fall
Never scared of heavy down pour

Instead making rich palm wine sap
And thick red oil that never slaps
May we never be affected
By seasons, no matter how red.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Prayer to my Guardian Angel

Nothing is hidden
Under the Sun

I know you see all
My crimes and my flaws,

Am only human
Like one, I err.

I might have uttered
Tonnes of wrong words

Am on a chopper
In dimming skies

Turn not your lights off,
The world is dark.

My Guardian Angel
Please guard and guide

Leave me not alone
All on my own

There are Devil’s snares
Am so unsafe.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

You are not Angel Michael

You are not
God or Michael
The War Angel
Respect tradition

Kola nuts served
Must be waged with funds
Palm wine in keg
Is specially served.

For every black
Dwelling on this land
You must have heard
Of covens and shrines

Simple advice
On supernaturalism
You may believe
Stories, you wish to

But don’t dare
The fallen angels
Nor try to chase
The Devil from hell

Run from trouble
Do not be the fool
That rush in where
Angels fear to tread.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnets: Why envy mine

Because I spark
You gather smokes
To dim my light
Whereas the sky
Has lots to share
In cloaks of light
Bright and clear.

Plane not a bird;
Yet, you still try
To pull me down.
Whereas the sky
Is big enough
For all of us
To roam and fly.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Meticulous God

All I do
When tides are huge
Is to pray
For better days…

And each time
I fail to breath
I still perceive
God’s pleasant stew.

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

Mensch

If you were born
With a silver spoon

And never sweated
For golds and burgers

Remember those born
Under the poon

Nothing is wasted
Be a helper.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Logical Question

Who made evil
Who made the ghost
Of what purpose
Do we all breath
When at the end
We all shall ghost..

Out of His image
We were created.
But some are sweeter
Others are hotter
Individuals
Varies in likes.

He created the earth
And other bodies
Around the sun
In the middle
Of thick darkness
An endless space…

Please do not point
Or refer me to
The book of John
Or Genesis
I wanna know
Who created God?

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nigeria: Twenty-third Century Blackman

His culture he held high
Until globalisation
Which is the narrow line
Between sanity and
Insanity widened.

There goes the Century man
Clean in words, stained in conscience,
Conducting church crusades
With thick red blood and guts
Disgorging from his hands.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nigeria: Perfidy by the Prez

Light it up on the shrine,
Enough of blood and owls
Set ablaze old oak tress
Let the hawks gather smokes
Of freedom that shall come
Light it up for a change…
We did; as we were told,
Democracy still eats
Fowls from same pot in shrine
We were liberated from.

Now I wonder; what is
Of the positive change…!
We had clamoured for
Was is but a mirage
Many die every day
Under the thick dark smoke
Yet smiling; it is strange
We are where we are now
When we have the strong wings
To fly all heights and lengths.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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