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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.

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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

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

Haiku: Color of tears

Pits I fell and cried
Pouring all out like a child
Painted pain don’t hide inside.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

My parents glow

Unravelled treasures
The best of pleasures
In all the major
Riches to measure
Yet my parents hold
In God’s writing, bold
Alphabets of load
Yet searching for gold!
All their sectors glow
My parents are great
Far greater than yours.

Not lucky but blessed
Better than the rest
Excess load on chest
Till altruism paid
Goodness never fade
Fat eggs their hens laid.
Others search for gold
And their stories told
Of unequal folds
Oh my parents glow
Fat brighter than yours.

Along the pivots
A load on the left
Makes the right regret
But my parents hold
Not refined but crude
Diamond, silver, gold
Seen as a harvest
From their labor fruit
God blessed my Parents
My parents are great
Far greater than yours.

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

Sonnet: Stepping stones to dive

Patiently, I waited for dews
A million miles from you
The mentality saddens me
Legit jobs, now a mockery…
But that I do on stepping stones
Until I dive into deep blue sea
To become as fresh as fish.

Picking from the bottommost
Treasures of reward at its best
On your fast lane dubiousness
You mock my steps and dryness
Saying I never would quench a taste
But you will unendingly thrust
In the sea of oozing wealth.

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

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.

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

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

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

Father and daughter dance

Hey! dear daughter
You changed my life
The day you came.
I kissed you first
Even in womb
Sad, you can’t
Remember that.

Butterfly kiss
Had left the mark;
“I love you first”
Before you spoke
I watched you crawl,
Staggering while
You walked and ran.

Oh…! how time flies
Watching you grow
Into today
Along the aisle
For another man
Guess another son;
Daughter’s father..

So beautiful
Every girl wish
For such a bliss
Another man
Come grabbing you;
You have grown up
So fast, my child

Underneath my nose
Let’s dance dear
For, I saw you
Little, my girl
Do not blame me…
You will do, the-
-Same to your kids.

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