From gods To Dust

As hideous as the Witch of Endor,
he came on a beautiful splendor.
As ignorance as a child,
she accepted the tide.

Virtuous as holy truth,
truthful as a knight of old.
With her heart wide as hope,
she ate of the forbidden fruit.

Then came her other half
telling him of the good tide.
About how God had lied.
About how she had eating
and yet still alive.

As voiceless as the tomb,
speechless as a stone.
As tuneless as a bag of wool,
unhappy as King Lear.

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If I Ever Forget You

If i ever forget you,
the sun would forget
to shine nor the moon
at night.

If i ever forget you,
ants would forget to gather
food and the fish would
forget how to swim.

If i ever forget you,
the river would forget the
sea and the sunflower would
forget to gaze at the sun.

If i ever forget you,
babies would forget how
to crawl and cock would
forget how to crow.

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Inlove With Three Sisters

Will it be wrong if i a lay man
proclaim love to three sisters of
noble blood and they indeed
love me in return?

Will it be wrong, for even
there father loved it so,
encourageing me to love them
with body, spirit and soul

The first of which i don't deserve.
The second of which i crave
for in every thought
and third i cannot live without.

With them, i lay aside all i held dear.
They are but every sane man's dreams
and wish for which diligently,
they seek.

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Graduate At Last

Few years like yesterday,
we all came from different
places to sojourn in a strange
enviroment.

While some came through predegree.
Some through direct entry,
and others through post ume.
But this does not matter any more.

Behold my friends.
Behold, can you see.
Like a dream come true,
we are now graduates.
Equipped to explore and
exploit the world.

Like soldiers, we were tried,
stressed and insulted.
We walked under hot sun and heavy rain.

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Lead Me, Humble Prince

Take my hands.
Lead me by your side.
Walk me through every path,
i have always dread.

Take away this flame
and cover my shame.
Aid me of these pains.
Aid me for my heart aches.

Remember...

On thy cross i cling.
For thy blood i plead.
Filthy, wash me clean.

Remember...

My sin is ever before me.
Lead me across this raging guilt.

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I Am My Poem

When you see me,
you see my poems.
For when i breath, i breath out ballads.
But vers libre express my heart.

Should i write in complicated
and rhythmic words to make
my poems deep and beautiful?
My life is complicated already.

Should i write in simple and
enticing words to make
my poems attractive?
My life is not that simple.

Like stream to the river
down to the sea,
so is my poems from my
soul to my spirit down to my body.

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Our Lost Play

Lines are no longer
drawn on the sand
to make suweh.

Tinko tinko tinkoko tinko
of the eventide can no
longer be heard.

Young girls no longer
clap there hands with
watchful steps on the street,
to sing and play tenten.

The trees with comfortable
shade have lost there fame,
from the missing gathering of
the growing children.

Children of today are in romance
with technological things.

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Born Without A Silver Spoon

I was born without a silver spoon.
On a raining day in the month of june.
We lived in a face me and face you,
it was a crowded neighbourhood.

Born without a silver spoon.
To have a three square meal
is like wishing for the moon.
Many times we bed the night,
cold night without food.

Without a silver spoon.
My father struggled me through school.
Primary, secondary and university
education i made it through.

A silver spoon.
My wish which must come true.
For i dream of it everday.
Think about those moves i'll make.

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The Agony Of An Okada Rider

You have taken away my
means of livelihood.
My means of living confortable.

What is your gain
in my pain?
What is your fame
in my shame?

You say i take lives,
but you have forgotten how
many lifes i have saved.

You say it is a sign of poverty,
but were is the job opportunity?

You say i destroy roads,
but i can't remember seeing any
bike weighing more than a tipper.

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I Saw An Old Woman

I saw an old odd woman,
across a rough watery
street.

Odd as a ghost,
she was with an heavy load.
One on her head, another
on her left fragile hand.

I saw another load of cloth
on the ground.
The least one that fell from
her head. I guess.

She bent to lift it up,
but their was no strength.
I stared, wishing i could help.

She stretched her dying
hands towards me.

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