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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

City’s best days

We are real people heated by tantrums
Sweating heavily, like we do to rums…
We have tasted hell, we dwell in storms
Sailing towards stars we wish to become.

Moving at our pace, we got no fancy cars
But we construct roads with our sweats as tars
Aiming for moons by shooting at the stars
At sunset, we all gather at lounge and bars;

Pouring drinks into intoxicating glass
Dancing and forgetting about the grass
Sharing experiences and evaluating plans
Gaining wisdoms and getting high at last

We are everyday people that often frown-
-At our jobs: everyday we are taken down
But, we do not take off the painful crown;
Nights and weekends, are our best in town.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nigeria: Frowns of chicks

In the farm, there are many preys
But we count the number of crates

Bountiful harvest; all we pray
Running fast from all the lichen,

And the butchers in the kitchen
The hatchlings of the fat chicken…

Prays to survive daily movements
Tailored by kettles, pans and pots

The authority is corrupt
Dispensing tears, hardship and fear

To be fair, if you make it here
I bet, you can make it anywhere.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Nigeria: Plight of the graduates

Mother…!! are you in deep sleep
Can’t you see, reality
Is pumping loads of hardship
To the land, called Nigeria.

The fruit hangs at the topmost
But educational system
We all had depended on
Has provided a broken stem

Millions gets to the forest
Only to see empty bushes
Fruits on trees are illusion
Going red on extinctions.

More people are signing to
Modern slavery, anything to
Leave the shores, of Africa
….Who would we put the blames on…

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Cabinet of Greens

Verse I

He that wears a shoe
Ought to know
Where it hurts most.

All we sought
Was a cabinet,
Free of corruption and greed.

For growth, change
Was the motivational speech
The speakers preached…

From the North to South,
Then from East to West
The Eagle changed its beak.

Verse II

But why is it that
He that sings, shall be sued
For the fun of it…

Don’t deprive
A christian’s right to church
For an Islamist to bow in mosque.

Get it, this isn’t about religion
Neither is it about tribes
But a political laggard fish,

Who has refused to grow
After carelessly eating all the nutrients
Present in a greenish river.

Verse III

Now the water volumes decline
And the shores are varnishing
Away from a land that used to be high…

Into a state
Where flesh turns into bones
And fresh air being sold.

Gone are the glory days
Where a dying man
Still say; it shall be well.

Social critics
Are afraid to talk
The television shows what they’re told.

Verse IV

So allow us to broadcast our cry
And don’t sweet talk us
Into shallow graves..

Running lifelessly
From hardship
Into a ship of poverty

Paddled by a cabinet
Full of shameful captains
Arriving at volcanic valleys

Leaving behind
A cabinet short
Of glory and honesty…

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