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Tears in all I have seen


I have seen flags
Raised in borders
I have seen tapes
Encroaching lines…

The words I heard
Carried by winds
Came in varied
In tones and tongues…

I have heard truths
Subdued by lies
Carried my both
Adults and youths

I have seen blood
From veins and genes
I have seen guns
I have seen dust…

I have seen flesh
The thick and soft
I have seen swords
Slice them like breads…

I have seen heat
I have seen snows
I have seen rains
Flush away souls

I have seen birds
Creating nest
I have seen jets
Shredding their eggs

I have seen shells
Emptied on lands
I have seen bombs
Drop from the sky

I have seen girls
I have seen boys
Become friends
Sometimes strangers

I have seen parts
Of bodies reaped
I have seen legs
Opened and raped…

I have seen things
Awful and weird
I have seen moon
Subdued by light

I have seen books
Termed as Holy
Read by same folks
Killing for God

I have seen riots
I have seen flames
I have seen tears
Drip from pillows

I have seen men
Enjoying war…
It never ends
It just replays

From tradition
And geo regions
To religions
And possessions

Strangely, it is
The common thing
That bonds men that
Tears them apart

And it worsens…
By every dawn
And sunsets of
Generations…

I wish I could
From the comfort
Of my bedroom
Fix the whole world

Turn things a new
But I am part
Of the problem
Destroying earth.
(C) 2021 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

When to stop chasing money

We all did
Travel light
To the world..

Carrying
Only our
Nakedness…

Though all things
Come to end
Here on earth

There are none
That ever
Can complete

The short race
Chasing cash
To an end.

(c) 2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

A shot in the dark

I wish I could get to the end of the space
Lean by its edge; seeing all, right on my face,
Not just the stars and rocks, but to visualize
All the possibilities life can realize…

Maybe I would realize things wide off the mark
And not by blind faith nor whistles in the dark
Aside religions are there aliens up there
Or is it only tailored here on this sphere?

I stay rooted on earth, but I smell a rat
Though imaginary but it is a fact
For answers to be gotten, the end of space
Would have an interpretation of our faith.

But my fate wouldn’t take me to space to smell
The rum, raspberry, gunpowder and steak seared,
Nor unravel the mystery of darkness,
Light’s untold purpose and everything else.

©2020 https://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Blown to go

Like floating feathers in the air
Lovely we always will appear
Some are higher touching the sky
Some just spread out their wings to fly.

Others are fighting to be light
Obviously none is ever right
Like floating feathers in the air
Lovely we always will appear.

Whether we are, or not off the ground
When it gets to our turns and rounds
Like floating feathers in the air
Lovely we always will appear.

Like floating feathers in the air
Lovely we always will appear
Till gravity draws us to floor
This life is not balance at all.

©2020 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

A painter called Earth

All memoirs fade, and goes with breath
Allowing more heads to grace the earth
Till time wash the memories off
There are wonders in paint and brush.

©2020 http:// vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Sonnet: Losing touch

Once upon a time, we were blank
Out of an art, experience sank

We had bath and dance in the rain
We cut cakes and acted insane

There was this feeling that we had
Taking us places from our minds

Body to body, current flew
By desire our hearts we drew

Young and agile, fast we ran
Yeah! we felt all can’t was can

Love was fresh, until we forgot
Love we lost and the pains we felt

Time ran fast, gradually we blank
The act and rain water we drank.

©2020 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Question by the graveyard

I wonder where babies come from
I wish they could beat their drums
We will not wonder where to go
When withered and covered in holes.

Since none of us forever stays
So will I be wrong if I say
We all were never here on earth
Worrying over how death felt.

©2020 http://vinzpoetry.WordPress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Cruel case of mankind

On a special day, breathe we found
Of course yes, we must have cried
We did not know when we were born
Worries were not ours, we were young.

As life may, we followed the tide
And do not know when we will die
Though some may luckily bid bye
The stream of tears never runs dry.

©2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Between Sunrise and sunset

The awesomeness of humanity
Began from the flexibility
And the diversity of balloons
Though it needs a form of sun like moon
In a form of masculinity
Shaded in various diversities
None can overlook the day it lit
And how an infant actually fits.

©2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

The death race

Run, run, it all begun
The second we were born
Endeavor to have fun,
Because, we will be gone
Away from varying slates
At some point in this race
According to our fate
We shall be called, “it or late”.

Run, run, it all begun
The second we were born
Endeavor to have fun,
Because, we will be gone
Into a distant land
According to God’s plan
So live life like you can
Today hop on the van.

Run, run, it all begun
The second we were born
Endeavor to have fun,
Because, we will be gone
To a place from the clay
And illusions of rays
Coming from yesterday
It might be yours today,

Run, run, it all begun
The second we were born
Endeavor to have fun,
Because, we will be gone
Dwelling in shadow’s scene
Swimming in fearless stream
Yes, it is finish line;
Realm of forever dream.

©2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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