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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.

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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.

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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.

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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?

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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.

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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.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnet: Message to LGBT community

Stop Lesbianism, stop gay, stop bisexuality
Humans are meant to be heterosexual
One in zero, not all these homosexualities
Mad men in nosocomial are shackled
Treated of their delirious diseases
Not psyched that they are normal.
Why not treat the hormonal imbalances.

Transgender, the stunts of science
Bestiality, the puppets of the demons
To what end, would these continue
Probably when, it becomes more than a culture
And the true sexuality of human nature
Is lost and forever forgotten in six bands..
Oh, please; stop backing the wrong horse.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

God in every breathe

Far from dimming lights
But procreativity,
There are traits of God
Seen in every breathe.

Astonished, how amazingly,
Animals can be.
A dog would guide
Humans so jealously.

In the green grass plots
Existence can be felt,
Like bouquet of roses,
His pleasant love radiates.

Aside lands, even in air
There are traits of Him
Seen in the form of doves
So calm, peaceful and fair.

Troubling no entity
There are beautiful butterflies
Like His wonders, the fireflies
Go lightning with no hostility.

Taking a deep dive in oceans
And seas, no scout can gain
A full knowledge and cognition
Of His treasures and funds

Sharks come for flesh and blood
But each time I see the noesis
Of Dolphin’s, coming to rescue
I recall, He is a helping God.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Closed book

Am I the only one in an unspeakable scruple?
Abducting are my faith in praying mountains
Asking questions of many uncertainties.

Signs of end times are manifesting
Same phrase in the ice and stony age
Spinning spontaneously along the twenties.

Patience is now a collapsing mountain
Pro-rata; many gone waiting; please forgive me
Pardon my forsaken sincere curiosity

Avail me answers to these spiritual confusions
Are we left on earth to flourish or perish?
Are we alone in individual trance of existence?

Without Him coming, just our beguiling self-esteem
Waking up to never; when we kick buckets;
Wandering around the charms of a closed book

Yet sleeping in conundrum and enigma of breath
You pretentious humans know what I am saying,
Yahweh please! Open the book for the bigots.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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