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Instinct pranks

We discover other functions
Of a table during a caution
Hiding underneath it and on top
We sneak between the poles as it pops
It is fair to say, like sun goes out
For another day we run from fight.

A creeping object was on our coach
Thinking it was a brown cockroach…
Many options ran in speed of light
As a response to the flight and fright
Most times we try to shoe running horse
Instead of crosschecking before us.

Swift as a jet, we went on both heels
Funny, but it was an onion peel
At that point, we acted on false alarm
While running, we almost broke an arm
At the end of the day we then smiled
At our stupidity, don’t ask why.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Response to an indecisive lady

I hear the songs you play
In background of love film
I have a lot to say…

I hope you just listen
To the candid advise
I shall love to chip in.

Please why not break the ice
To discover the truth
And see for your own eyes.

Melody in the hymn
Away you take his breath;
Focus only on him

He may appear strict
But weak by your charm;
Try to see through his chest.

Like farmer and his farm
You are his entity
You; he can never harm.

He loves your rich beauty,
Sweet charisma, smart brain
And personality.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

The Terrorist

The blades of leaves dries up and falls
To feed livestock, I gather the hay
Seen animals die, but I never took a life
Just a farmer, who so loves his farm
Blood on my hand, can’t hurt a fly…

Love and peace, I often preach
Till two bulls rammed each other
Splashing streams and unsettling dust
Thunder stroke, even the earth quaked
My home they had picked, as battlefield

I am not a bull, neither a soldier
But here I stand, with a shotgun
Dewy-eyed, oh yes! I am naive
Staring at titans as they set ablaze
My ponds, my ranch, my barns and my silos

Screaming and pleading, but they thrust-
-Spears and arrows, I manage to dodge
Both end sees me as an opponent
The chase continues for me, the ant
Whose guilt is; building a beautiful hill

Sad to see all my effort collapse
In the hands of two unrelated bulls
If one die, maybe the battle would end
Dared and caught up in the middle of it,
I can’t help myself but pull the trigger.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

A man of unusual decision

Taking direction from his own mould
A man of unusual decision
Encountered reality and fiction;
“Even the prandial can be forbidden
Not every meal is meant to be eaten…
Not all fires need to be extinguish
At times you have to relinquish”
These and many more he murmured.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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