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Drowning stars
Muds are falling from above,
Its stains are hardly removed
We dwell in an ugly town,
The globe is turned upside down.
Hardship is our preferred chill
Lessons we never learn from peels
We claim sight yet we are blind
Our highest speed, lags behind.
Beneath floating iron rods,
Stars are drowning in the floods
We have recipes but lack the chef;
And our ideas are created for shelf.
Corruption everywhere,
Employment drop every year
Leaders we have are vultures;
Embezzling, all our treasures.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Haiku: Embezzlement in government
Happy fleas
in doghouses are happy
While they leap.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Vulture’s politics
There are lots politicians have to prove
Can I ask, what motions do they move
Every time the smoke gather up above
Monies keep falling from the sky
Our parties they lit, fun multiply
Roasting doves and our butterflies
Their golden shoulders go up and brag
Fetching cameras while changing rags
Spraying all from the duffle bags
A million tongues go pouring
On them; blessings upon blessings
Singing we worship them not knowing,
They recollect the monies they spray
From our very pockets and future hay
While our people keep dying everyday
Of hunger and abject poverty
Yet with our taxes they gather properties
Every four years, they claim we’re their top priority.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Nigeria: The emigrates
We are weak at knees but our huts
Are built by hands not plucked off trees
We invest a lot to get no gain
And it seems we are meant for pains,
Hence, we all book an appointment
At embassies, for better breath
Reducing working hands to few
Dragging luggage on a long queue
Waiting for our time, most times by feet
For days, we hiss crossing deserts,
Sore ligaments, many breakdown
Others sex slaved, we kiss and frown…
Yet these greedy green grasshoppers
We voted and call our Nation leaders
Are not perturbed that we flood out
Neither are they concerned we blackout.
Do not fall like the cards in rows
Do not spiral out of control
So keep doing that you are good at
Live to tell the tales, of your kites
I am not Martin Luther King
But, I have a dream and it’s big
That one day there shall be an end
To our foolishness and dying beds
I know we are knotted by tight ties,
And the Devil may cry, but not die
No matter the prayers and ill-words…
But; one good day, he shall be bored
And then our town shall abort all
Evils, and cut off greedy claws
To transform grasshoppers to ants
Building shelters and making plans.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Nigeria: Dying rather than living
I am a fruit of a great giant tree
But dirty political practices
And failed judiciary systems
Plucks me unripened off the stems.
Darkness have eroded me…
Hello; can anyone hear me,
Or see my seeds by the saddle
Stuck in a thick dark shadow
Where the light is far from near…
Here, I am overwhelmed with fear
Fear of an unknown tomorrow
As a result of the greedy blows
From lavish vanishing magicians
All in buckets as strong politicians,
Annoyingly, they are all scums
Abusing offices, stacking large sums
But who would you even blame
When Nigerians are after names;
Am a Lawyer, in an ill judiciary
Well, that’s a topic for another diary
But please hold on, let me flow;
In this terrifying shadow
I hear the police siren
Sincerely, I rather be dying
Than demanding help from them
For they will destroy my gem
Taxing me for mobilizing fees
Stinging me like the honeybees.
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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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Dead men tell lies on May 29th
29th May hurts….!!!
Of what use are boats
If they can not float
Politicians pie
Countless lies on lies.
Lying through the teeth
Out comes the sworn oath
Last lines they recite
The flags are replaced,
Signs of the new race.
Up goes the bullets,
Twenty one loud shots,
Another man to eat
Another zone defaced
To frustrate the new face.
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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.
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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.
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