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Lean Robust Birds

Bright Sharon of roses on its bed
Still envies the shades that fade
Wondering why rains fall to the floor
Yet the blue sky is the goal for all.

One day; several feathers swung
Then I heard a beautiful song…
Coming from birds that crave for peace
As the leaves trembled by a bliss

While walking across paths of earth
Seeing abundant riches and wealth
Their wishes are all, including dustbins
Harvesting far more than nectars on trees

But while I dazed far from reach
The richest being on earth made a screech
“I wish I was a flying bird” he said
“I’ll sky roam and never hit the ground.”

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Reality of diabolics

Until I met the Devil
I realized how bad quotes are…
He wasn’t dark as the night
Neither with horns like a bull

But a replica of me with my shadow
Staring innocently back at me,
It made me see obvious logics
Protecting me from all magics

It was awful noticing
I was my own limitation
Hence I stopped believing
Things I hear from others lips…

For on an eccentric surface
The same two parallel lines
They said will never meet
Came together, intertwined.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Good poor, Bad rich

Wired as a calm gentleman
Kind in spirit, deep from soul
Right from the break of dawn
And till the sun decides to rest.

From the right, the moon waxes
I never change arm when it wans
Honesty being my watchword
From young as I grow old.

But there is this unease
Of bridging wires in my head
Sparking fires that questions my
“Wait-for-your-turn” pertain of growth…

Looking at how the current flows
Bringing sufferings and great odds
To the life of a gentle breath
On earth, good seems far from wealth.

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

Cosmic Dust

Big dreams are power,
With such a great wealth
That surrounds the heart,
With a cosmic dust.

Seen as out of space,
Though without regret
For allergies fade,
Beside such a faith…

People may tag it;
“A mental disorder”
Many describe it
As delusion of grandeur”.

Note; brain cells are like
The nuts and the screws
Functioning in trends
To the tune of dreams…

Walk bold in tunnels,
Yield not to panic
“No light at the end…
Megalomaniac..”

Pay deaf ear to such
But keep moving on
Until the unit dust
Condenses to planet…

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Rich and sad

I don’t care to know
If you are rich as Croesus
Of what essence is wealth
If you are impoverished inside.

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

Lament of the land

All life long, I search for the principles
Behind massacring and taking life
I search none stop for the rationale
Behind the devastating laws
Economist call; “the laws of demand”.

Those in command demands accolade
Folks skin dry elephants at one end
While fighting for conservation
And bio-diversity preservation
Exclusively and intensively at the other end.

Some store milks for their ancestral lineage
Reaping off funds from a fellow brother
And sharing pints back as community service;
Whereas the purpose of life ought to be prime
Not creating wealth by multiplying poverty, evil and crime..

Laws of land replaced by the laws of demand
Brothers controlling water are hiking price
Sisters in charge of fire does the same
The government tarrif for air is huge
Everyone in charge of sand, double price…

Slavery may be old but never dead
The world was created to roam in freedom
But even in this time, people leave in chains
It may not be the metals you expect
But an unbearable and frustrating life you see..

The economy in Nigeria is worsening
But the fact is, it isn’t Nigeria but Nigerians;
…For the problem of a country is created
Not by a country but its citizens,
Screaming make the world a better place.

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

Breads on tow

Oh… can you see
How the hill of bread
Has fallen… ?

Spontaneous in bits
Resolute is not
A function of strength

Draw zigzag lines
Take babies steps
Break complex down

Logics plays roles
If you see that
The ants do tow.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Trivial goals

Regardless of how
Little or trivial
A goal may seem,
Challenges are quizzing
To make you great.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Period of my rebirth

If I am to be rebirth
I shall love my destiny
To roam and scout for any
Trace of my present parents

I shall not just travel
To feel the beautiful world
But find an umbilical cord
Deep right inside my cradle.

Before water breaks or flows
I shall love to receive
All their sweet beautiful traits
Genetics and hereditary throws

I hope, they are not stressing
Worrying about my tomorrow
For nine months in a row
While the bumps is growing.

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

Weirdness of the African gods

References must be cited,
My lecturers emphasized.
Be of good behavior
My parents urged I endeavor

Today’s trends in Nigeria
Breeze sickness like malaria
As these politicians are embezzling
The pretty ladies go prostituting,

Fake pastors be casting out demons
As these men spin wheel of quick monies
The country is no doubt
A shadow of its unborn self…

The fortunes that favors the bold here
Are our indigenous identity we fear
As others make it inferior by faking
To be another thing yet utilizing

Our heritage but as the hidden secret
Beyond these laments, my questions are
Will you rather be a virgin that made hell
Or a professional prostitute that made heaven?

If you were the African gods,
Will you rather people come into your shrine for miracles
Or give out charms to an anointed prophet
Who goes performing your miracle in another gods name?

©2018 http://Vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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