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Best outfit

Hope you know the best outfit when all
Is cold like a snow or extreme hot
Like the Sun is not pride nor coward?

There are times when the sky would fall down
And the ground would not be kind to hide
You from the shame, and the disaster…

There are times when nothing goes as planned
Yet the day wouldn’t end as a dream
Instead like sun, it heightens and rises.

And such times, ropes may come for the blue
Beside notes but somehow I wish you
Write poetry and change the whole story

Knowing that the tears are temporary
And suicide is no option at all
Drop the ropes, joy will come at the dawn.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

King of beast

Life as a stage, begins empty…
Gradually wisdom then comes with age;
Sage and brave are on different pages.

In challenges, right on the face,
Cowards are known by the traces of fear
Wrecking and then repressing courage.

Like lions, show no fear on your face
Or else you will be in the circus
Mutely roaring loud inside a cage.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Grow a pair

Grow a pair dear
Crush grow into love
Lots it solves.

Grow a pair dear
Weak grow into fear
Rock it tears…

Grow a pair dear
Bold grow into brave
Saving slaves.

Grow a pair dear
Truth grow into trust
Seed to faith

Grow a pair dear
Lie grow into bombs
Popping bulbs.

Grow a pair dear
Dream grows into roots
Turn to fruits…

Grow a pair dear
Pains that are retain
Make more gain.

I’m A Leader

I’m a leader…

That is why God made me man

Regulatory times that I fall, I should rise

When there are problems as destructive as a hurricane

Not all that speaks are heard

But vocalizing at an inspirational hour, I make sense

Though it is mandate I stand and watch my plebs scuttle

I should not regret for it’s a leader subsist

 

I’m a leader that’s why God made me brave

Decisive, the hours made for but just the rage

That I fear not whether I’m wrong or on the silent path to grave

Boldness a true character that I’m a famed hero

Though I see the result as bitter as vinegar

I never regret the deeds; for a braves’ leader must be sage.

 

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written By: Onyeche Vincent Onyeka

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