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Sleep Outlaw

When the sun comes up
We all rise from our bed
And as it sets, we crash…

When cock crows by dawn
While the alarm quakes,
Vibrating rise and shine

Most days I find it hard
Harder than a nut to crack
Letting go of slumber…

Such days, I twist and turn
Avoiding to say a word
With the frogs in my throat

But hold my pillow tight
Oh, it is not that am lazy
But sometimes I break the rule.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

A brush with death

The air begins to leak
Inevitably,
During a brush with death
We are unable
But beckon for breath
Running from rest we seek.

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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

Sonnet: The homily of family

Friends have turn necks
As storm comes to wreck.

If not you, then who,
Do I reach out to,

In times, I am low,
That will still follow.

I really love you
Oh yes, it is true

This is gratitude
Not a platitude.

Every word said
Can be repeated

As a homily
We are family.

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

Lament on democracy

Two sides are the axis
In every question.
The only stupid question
Is the one never asked

When one end of the shore
Is infected by crowded greed
The other end not tread
Will be rumored as the cure.

Whereas both ends are paths
To the same governance fact.
Whether Hitler won or not
Dishonesty comes by default.

Don’t tell me of other homes
And how theirs have zero germs
Don’t tell me, who I am
Nor say to me, I am a scam

Ask yourself these questions
Are you in perfection
Do you hit fifty percent
Efficiency as a democrat?

I know you are not an Angel,
Our problem is not an emblem
But you and you among them
Who couldn’t win but joined them

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

Vinify: Goodwill Message

Oh we wanna thank y’all
For putting smiles on our face
For giving our slide a wedge
Without you, it would be flaw.

Y’all must have seen the ducks
Swimming over dirty muds
Swimming with no drop of sweat
Like victory comes out of luck.

But underneath the surface
Are their webbed feet paddling
Relentlessly to succeed
Yet such, shows not on their faces..

Y’all have been those webbed feet
Great foot soldiers, taking all
For our day to have a lift
Thanks, for making us stand tall.

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

Tone: Serene love

All birds love to listen
To their selves singing
Sweetly as they fly,
That the Satan cries.

The gospel truth, is that
Have heard many songs
But none as intense as
The sweet serene songs she sings.

Jealous is of the birds
For my baby girl
Shows the best love display
True and no delay.

She handles with kid gloves
My soft heart and soul
Times may come cruel and rough
But, her love is always enough.

©2019 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
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.

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

The Strife

What the hell is wrong
Why do you so love
These discordances

Your left leg goes left
Your right leg goes right
All at the same time.

And the eyes gaze far
But focuses not at
What the pupil sees.

What the hell is wrong
Why do you so love
These discordances

Your both ears hear out
Everyone’s complains
And testimonies

But your mind and tongue
Keeps to words meant for,
Judgement, heeds and it.

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

Sonnets: Running ruined

Most times we try
But the discomfort

Comes to hunt us
With inflictions.

Pain in the ass
Break hearts like glass.

I know it is
What we stave off.

Yet it blesses us
In big disguise.

So why not bear
Until it fades

Bringing bright shades
That gladdens hearts.

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