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Nigeria: Eating flesh, gifting bones
It pains so hard
That we still find
Folks eating sand
In a rich land.
Disparity
Between parties
Pose such pity
In my city.
Poverty sketch
Hits highest pitch
Those who eat flesh
Gift bones and preach.
It pains so hard
That we still find
Folks eating sand
In a rich land.
Many reach heights
To detach sight
From fingers that
Fed them in past
Disregarding
The beginnings
And forgetting
Humble gardens.
Seems the rich aim
At sending rain
To combat strain,
But make more gain;
And, not to sink
They kick, poor pick
Demeaning rocks
Praising rich folks.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Nigeria: Frowns of chicks
In the farm, there are many preys
But we count the number of crates
Bountiful harvest; all we pray
Running fast from all the lichen,
And the butchers in the kitchen
The hatchlings of the fat chicken…
Prays to survive daily movements
Tailored by kettles, pans and pots
The authority is corrupt
Dispensing tears, hardship and fear
To be fair, if you make it here
I bet, you can make it anywhere.
©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Nigeria: Congratulated
After night, comes dawn
Yes; I lie, I will be fine
Under the footage of grey
And therewith sufferings
Tasted as honey sweetness
In the core of bitterness.
My foot turn cold
Feverish; I shiver
Terrified by the shadows
Crying a river
But something in me says;
Congratulate the moon
The night may be long
But dawn will surely come.
©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Nigeria: Today’s Missile
Disparity of low and high
Had given me an evil sign
Coming as a million crate
Signalling, will Atiku wait
For the million missiles far…
Kano, Kastina and Kaduna
I know thumbprints do not lie
But, stop counting the ways I die.
©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Nigeria: Welcome to Nigeria
Welcome to Nigeria
Where we love our tribe so much
That we let it destroy us.
From twenty-fifteen
She pleaded for a solution
To end the heat and dry bones.
Now; twenty-ninteen
We are to remove bad blood
And infuse a better one
But we kick the doctors,
Run out of facilities
And set it all on fire.
Welcome to Nigeria
Where we love our tribe so much
That we let it destroy us.
©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Nigeria: Atiku’s Cross
What can the Eastern wind do
What can the Rainforest do
When the heats from the North
Are “dying moistures of hope”
Aided by the center tears
And the broom from West
Fervently sweeping droplets
Falling to dust off dark clouds
Fuming the entire green.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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February 23, 2019
For rewards of fruits
I will say the truth;
Nothing but the truth
Hello Nigerians
Send on an errand
Mentally sound minds
Not vegetables
Or broken tables
Who aren’t able
To sow seeds today
Or gather some hay
For the better days.
Our chances to become
All that we clamour
Knocks loud at the door,
Please ! do not answer
Bright future dimmers
We can do better.
©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Nigeria: Today’s tomorrow tales
Today’s tomorrow tales
Should be remembered
For the darkest hour
Today’s shadow draws…
Please do not forget to
Mention all the blood
Spilled by innocent ones
In all zones of the green…
Do not forget to tell
Of the pigs and their lines
And how they looted us
Building their big castles.
Do not forget to tell
Of all the foolishness
We adopted down the line
Applauding evil doers..
Do not forget to tell
There was a country
In unity but separated
All in politics name.
Please do not forget
To tell stories as it were
So tomorrow will learn
From the errs of today.
©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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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
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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.
