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The generations
Of the dark black men

Are now white and brown
Years after they gone…

Ours are now their farm
And it all began

When Pikin turned kids
And fowls called chicken…

Green lands of the black
In ample then lack

As core accent twist
To accommodate

Hi, hello… clap for

We are now enslaved
To its suits and ties,

With synthetic foods
And brilliant brains….

Lost in white shadows
Behind ruby lips

Perm and the blonde hairs
As the bleached heirs

Jamming the hands for,

That tore our wrappers
And white native chalks.

©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

African dancer

In a dark night with stars
No mosquito come sucking
A sun glittering hide…

There are cold drinks in bar
A little of your sipping
The heaven you shall find.

Come and dance with me ma
You are a black entity
Whine and shake those behind

There is no another
It is you and I dancing
To the beats of our background.

©2017 Vincpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

African Angel

In my dreams, is a draught
Of your ventilating image…
That make dumbs talk and scream.

I duff hats, I go frost
With a slow sign of the cross
You are my golden Queen…

A black African Angel
Finer than the goddess
And more tempting than sin.

©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
Image source: ©HARINZEY ART

The green trip

Born a black man on a dark soil
Made of green and white folks
With two horses at shield side…
Blessed with gifts of prophesies
And all my dreams come to pass.

Many of us, sat at the bus stop
Patiently at the finger of God,
Deep inside my dream last night.
We were not tribal heading for
The land of great opportunities.

Out of the blues, came a train
At the hour of five o clock…
And thousands choked themselves
Into the tightly filled long train
Which later moved in a snail pace.

I continued my wait for a bus
Though expensive, in recession
But trip to Lagos, was worth it
Hours later then came another train
Leaving Delta towards opportunities…

I came on board with a hundred
As against the bus of thousands
Along distance from south south
Not only cheap but safe and fast
To the land of milk and honey.

This train was the unusual type
It traveled twice as fast as light
In the dream I saw an African rail
And I woke up so optimistic
That my country, will soon be great.

©2017 Vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Chocholate Skin

Most gorgeous skin
Of my kith and kin
The best in the line
The best of hides

Most gorgeous skin
Finest they’ve seen
The best of brown
The beauty in tan

Poetic gesture
Mail to my kin
Good quality gel
Reflects from the shin

Their thigh and groin
Reveals inheritance
Chocolate skin
Sexy defined hips

My soft spot
My hot hide
Most gorgeous skin
Of my kith and kin

(C) 2009
The True Poesy

written by Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

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