tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36929109555671886712024-03-05T10:34:26.418-08:00WordCraftAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-87141889447034691472012-11-15T07:53:00.002-08:002012-11-15T07:55:12.577-08:00THERE WAS A COUNTRY<br />
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<u><span style="font-family: Calibri;">There was a Country<o:p></o:p></span></u></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Men from the rising sun<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Conferred with those on its setting<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">To aid them sequester the ties of the uphill men<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Nay born out of polygamous motives graced request<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Guns are gone but pens still fire in Battle fields filled
with ink <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A fourth wise man appears from the east bearing a royal
laced gift<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A tribal time bomb ticking nothing like gifts of gold,
frankincense or myrrh<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">If only we’ll act on the prophetic inaudible, we may never
say there was a country<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">C’emeka Mbah<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">4.32pm, 15/11/2012<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-4403564604106769522012-08-29T12:07:00.001-07:002012-08-29T12:23:06.329-07:00GOLD GREED<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Gold</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Never told</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Betraying our own fold</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Deserted alone with none to hold</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Only to learn when
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C’emeka Mbah 6.16am 29/08/2012</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-56539319506745070722012-08-29T11:59:00.004-07:002012-08-29T11:59:55.313-07:00THE UNSUNG<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">His Excellency, laud with
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Cost of victory simplified by
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">But six feet down town lay
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">The Unsung</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">The Artiste, performed far
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">But down stage sat the
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">The Unsung</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Bully shares soared and
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">But down sized stood her
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">The Unsung</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Soon a new song will be sung</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">I dare you to lend your voice
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">Not for stars but for their
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">For all who labour and linger
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;">But have remained with the
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>4.22pm, 28/8/2012</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-16904851514308355722012-08-03T03:56:00.002-07:002012-08-03T03:56:26.150-07:00IN DEATHIn Death
<br />>
<br />> When my eyelids close in death
<br />>
<br />> Please do not wail or mourn
<br />>
<br />> For it can’t cause a rebirth
<br />>
<br />> Do not act sober or pretend to cry
<br />>
<br />> Whereas all u need is a hiss & a sigh
<br />>
<br />> But if the emotions get so heavy
<br />>
<br />> Ma’brother shed a tear
<br />>
<br />> However it does me no good
<br />>
<br />> One thing I pray thee in death
<br />>
<br />> Honour the values I strive to live by
<br />>
<br />> Unto others do like unto u would
<br />>
<br />> For religion is not more than this
<br />>
<br />> Eat, drink and be merry
<br />>
<br />> For life is not more than this.<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-24093586673251017382012-08-03T03:55:00.001-07:002012-08-03T03:55:45.851-07:00Like WhatLike what?
<br />>
<br />> Like ants without a leader
<br />>
<br />> we all head to a place unknown
<br />>
<br />> Like spectators in a cinema
<br />>
<br />> we watch it all unfold
<br />>
<br />> Like the barren womb, never satisfied
<br />>
<br />> Have we sought & found but lost in rounds
<br />>
<br />> Like the ceasless time
<br />>
<br />> We’v not ceased
<br />>
<br />> Like the blue sun in the black day
<br />>
<br />> Some have exit others in transit
<br />>
<br />> Like the perching bird that continues in flight
<br />>
<br />> We have stopped to wonder but continue to wander
<br />>
<br />> Like the ended story
<br />>
<br />> We become once upon a time.
<br />>
<br />> Like what should we ascribe the reason for living?
<br />>
<br />> Though we like to liken it to what we like,
<br />>
<br />> But our end is like the spinning coin
<br />>
<br />> In us inherent is the power
<br />>
<br />> To determine head or tail.
<br />
<br />C'emeka Mbah<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-73863439476801389992012-08-03T03:54:00.002-07:002012-08-03T03:54:49.764-07:00Experience PeaceDo you hear the cry for inner peace?<br />><br />> Amidst the troubled weather that wouldn’t cease<br />><br />> Despite the shackles of time that cleaves…<br />><br />> Hear your quest for mind rest<br />><br />> That transcends the rough grip of its feathers<br />><br />> I hear the sigh for inner peace<br />><br />> The ironic headline of western news<br />><br />> Of men who paid with blood beyond their dues<br />><br />> And we trapped behind the bars of manipulated media<br />><br />> Troubled on every side like a snow fall in summer<br />><br />> Let’s try the road of inner peace<br />><br />> The hallmark of the preacher’s sermon<br />><br />> The foretold joy of babies unborn<br />><br />> While jailed beneath their mother’s chest<br />><br />> Or thereafter drinking from the fountains of their breast<br />><br />> It is a hunger that wells from deep within<br />><br />> A desire that yells for wholeness and a spark of divinity<br />><br />> The known answers of unknown questions<br />><br />> Answers are not found in these lines<br />><br />> Nor in that of another<br />><br />> But lies in you and for you to trigger<br />><br />> As you close your eyes to the world<br />><br />> Just to have a clearer view of you<br />><br />> You can only experience peace<br />><br />> When you are in one piece.<br />><br />> Emeka Mbah <br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-45920552396960862122012-08-03T03:53:00.002-07:002012-08-03T03:53:38.379-07:00COME TO THINK...Come to think …
<br />
<br />…of little kids trying to mask their
<br />
<br />Insecurity by revealing yours
<br />
<br />Of critics making a conclusion
<br />
<br />Prior to a discussion
<br />
<br />Of Business partners pretending to care
<br />
<br />While seeking their share
<br />
<br />Of parents, carrying our burden but
<br />
<br />Liking it all the way
<br />
<br />Of friends biased with fears
<br />
<br />That we wouldn’t sojourn in their tears
<br />
<br />Of enemies wanting a truce, but like us wouldn’t say
<br />
<br />Of preachers showing their strength and
<br />
<br />Pointing our weaknesses
<br />
<br />Of a duo falling in love and getting the bruises
<br />
<br />Of boys trying to be closer to our sisters
<br />
<br />Than we can ever be
<br />
<br />Of girls taking the whole attention off our brothers
<br />
<br /> Of orphans, seeing our parents and missing theirs
<br />
<br />Of thieves needing our valuables more than we do
<br />
<br />Of drivers enjoying a ride they may never own
<br />
<br />Of celebs made rich by fans, but far richer than fans
<br />
<br />Of fans dying for one who knows them not
<br />
<br />Of soldiers in a bid for life, willing to die
<br />
<br />Of the devil, we deny in speech but affiliate with in conduct
<br />
<br />Of sex a vehicle for both life and death
<br />
<br />Of you attaining your dreams and attracting our envy
<br />
<br />Of me leaving behind these very last words:
<br />
<br />Of you dying and being thought of
<br />
<br />What will you be remembered for?
<br />
<br />Come to think of it.
<br />
<br />Emeka Mbah
<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-81275018910460166922012-08-03T03:52:00.001-07:002012-08-03T03:52:45.742-07:00A HE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifoSuo5Yanb6WSTlhl_AyxqOp80RQW2q9udx2JKW6a1lpvK458L9GG5mhBB_MAHGzAmHpvbgE-PiQuMR4ufteMS-2MT8o3QxKQgMKFHm8cznlcKZFVvARIqyHCsxmySiZeVuYS0mLB-ea3/s1600/heman-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifoSuo5Yanb6WSTlhl_AyxqOp80RQW2q9udx2JKW6a1lpvK458L9GG5mhBB_MAHGzAmHpvbgE-PiQuMR4ufteMS-2MT8o3QxKQgMKFHm8cznlcKZFVvARIqyHCsxmySiZeVuYS0mLB-ea3/s320/heman-4.jpg" width="318" /></a>there is a He<br />
conceived by divinity<br />
begat by virginity<br />
strength defined<br />
beauty defied<br />
a man amongst men<br />
<br />
there is a He<br />
overflowing with affection<br />
and overwhelming compassion<br />
made tender whispers<br />
yet spoke volumes<br />
a speech one time too many...<br />
He wooed me<br />
far golgotha<br />
made the spill<br />
that ousts my bill<br />
loving me and thought it wise<br />
to pay my maiden price<br />
at Calvary tree<br />
now i bear his name<br />
the He with uncommon fame<br />
<br />
once again,<br />
there is a He<br />
conceived by divinity<br />
begat by virginity<br />
strength defined<br />
beauty defied<br />
a He not in gender nut in role<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-89423197301145309702012-08-03T03:50:00.000-07:002012-08-03T03:50:12.488-07:00WANA~BEthen i saw Mandela<br />
world's number one man of substance<br />
the very epitome of good governance<br />
protagonist of every story teller<br />
and guess what it had on me?<br />
i signed up a wana~be<br />
<br />
then i saw Bill<br />
not Clinton but Gate<br />
a nerd who has dollar for a date<br />
i prayed to feature in his will<br />
and guess what it had on me?<br />
i signed up a wana~be<br />
<br />
then i saw woods<br />
the wild in the domestic field of golf<br />
preys on flocks of medals like a wolf<br />
grins from chin to chin in all moods<br />
and guess what it had on me?<br />
i signed up a wana~be<br />
<br />
now time is gone and spent<br />
having within the shades of figuers i admire<br />
and the true me dashed in the mire<br />
unfulfiled and deserted in this tent<br />
when the truth dawned on me<br />
a wana~ be will never be<br />
no one wana be like a wana~be<br />
<br />
so this is from me to thee<br />
you rather be you than a wana~be<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-91307685938530147172012-08-03T03:49:00.002-07:002012-08-03T03:49:09.922-07:00Thin LineLord, grant grace i pray thee<br />
unto me, to differentiate between<br />
meekness and weakness<br />
humility and timidity<br />
confidence and arrogance<br />
self seeking and self motivating<br />
remorse and repentance<br />
resting and sleeping<br />
quietness and silence<br />
making sense and making noise<br />
concern and worry<br />
wealth and money<br />
More so, dearest Lord i besiege thee<br />
teach me to differentiate between me and mine<br />
and the truth that nothing is truly mine<br />
when i'm truly thine<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-34989557120642230952012-08-03T03:48:00.002-07:002012-08-03T03:48:34.837-07:00IN NIGERIA<div class="MsoNormal">
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<div class="MsoNormal">
The sun rises in the South and sets in the North</div>
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Birds of the same feather don’t flock together</div>
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Show me your enemy and I will tell you who you are</div>
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Lives are lived at owner’s risk</div>
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Which way Nigeria</div>
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<br /></div>
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In Nigeria</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
They frustrate unity in diversity and facilitate diversity
in unity</div>
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Majority could have their say but the Minority will have
their way</div>
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Yes u can’t beat them, Sorry you can’t join them</div>
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As for those on board Charity begins abroad</div>
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They cut their coat according to our size</div>
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Who said they can’t eat their cake and have ours?</div>
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What goes around never comes around</div>
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For as they make our bed so we lie</div>
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Alas there is honor amongst thieves</div>
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Some fingers are more equal.</div>
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<br /></div>
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In Nigeria</div>
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North or South home is in doubt</div>
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East or West Home is in Mess</div>
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Few are called but many are chosen</div>
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Few are cold many are frozen</div>
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Fraud is thicker than water</div>
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In Nigeria</div>
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Children are the destitute of tomorrow</div>
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With an evaporating economy, looking for a future to borrow</div>
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Yes the rich also cry, but the poor always sorrow</div>
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Yet they manipulate media with their ceaseless creed</div>
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We hear but we don’t see, less deed more greed</div>
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But if you and I will sow a different seed</div>
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The land will blossom in a quantum leap</div>
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It may not be immediate for nothing good comes cheap</div>
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Nevertheless what we sow we must surely reap.</div>
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<br /></div>
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In Nigeria</div>
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You and I must build and journey the extra mile</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
To immortality and embrace posterity with a smile</div>
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-57024240090058179312012-08-03T03:44:00.000-07:002012-08-03T03:44:29.839-07:00UNCOMMON<div class="MsoNormal">
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When a like pole casts attractions <br />
<br />
When you receive the kiss of innocence <br />
<br />
From a lad, lad in lad hood <br />
<br />
And the sun sets at dawn <br />
<br />
While the moon smiled at those who mourn <br />
<br />
at the birth of an infant <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
When divorced at honeymoon <br />
<br />
A coffin prepared for you while alive <br />
<br />
An unworthy friend proves faithful <br />
<br />
As your very foe rescues you from death <br />
<br />
Robbed by the cops and <br />
<br />
Robbers run to your aid <br />
<br />
Your bishop promotes promiscuity <br />
<br />
The devil advices you to repent <br />
<br />
Just as you were duped by a clergy <br />
<br />
A beggar offers you alms <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
When your lawyer indicts you <br />
<br />
And your doctor poisons you <br />
<br />
A wicked witch donates her blood <br />
<br />
Fear not for an atheist prays for you <br />
<br />
That, Mohamed told me in church. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
When you begin to hear the smell <br />
<br />
And perceive the voice of the ancient <br />
<br />
For you've got an heir before the man <br />
<br />
You call father and have also <br />
<br />
Gotten infatuated with your mother <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Though uncommon it may appear <br />
<br />
That the moon and sun met in the sky <br />
<br />
That the leopard and ewe Could wine and dine </div>
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Birds swimming through the ocean tide<br />
<br />
while watching the Atlantic dry </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
And the fishes flew to the skies<br />
<br />
on that dark sunny night</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Dare the impossible and be uncommon <br />
<br />
Greetings from the craven of okikie</div>
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-72905329861472120242012-08-03T03:35:00.003-07:002012-08-03T03:35:51.937-07:00UNTOLD PASSIONS OF AN AFRICAN CHILD I<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b>She Said:</b>What are tales without moonlight?<br />
What are palms without wine?<br />
Again, what are palms without oil?<br />
Never a vegetation without soil.<br />
Could there be kingdoms without kings<br />
Could there be royalty without loyalty<br />
The African clouds are heavy in heart<br />
Yet they shed no rain<br />
Those old men talk without speaking<br />
So much noise but without a voice<br />
Orators can chant what they may<br />
But Oracles will show us the way<br />
Alas! They’ve taken the lead off our leaders<br />
They mortgaged the future and left in sorrow<br />
The deformed epileptic leaders of tomorrow<br />
<br />
So tell me the hope of breasts without sucklings<br />
They could be big and firm, rage and dangle, but is destined to fall<br />
Show me the dignity of uncovered coverings<br />
Tell me the joy of moonlight without tales<br />
We hear the cock-crow but where is the morning?<br />
Empty clouds, lonely nights, unseen mornings…<br />
Who can tell the passions of an African child?<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-45923467547233114232012-08-03T03:33:00.001-07:002012-08-03T03:33:08.894-07:00UNTOLD PASSIONS OF AN AFRICAN CHILD II<strong>He Said:</strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWliRooiT3BW1noYoAS3TaF-Gmz2hHsrYePHRna7MgTLBNaE2tKTV3mt3mTHXCfHl6bgSNZwU_NeD0F7tNIfumUD0rtwPrYjEUVMbW9NgDJVA7mdyRSneTQGtVbuJN0el7xICaIVyPfO9r/s1600/tumblr_lr3b16bcEH1r05s16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWliRooiT3BW1noYoAS3TaF-Gmz2hHsrYePHRna7MgTLBNaE2tKTV3mt3mTHXCfHl6bgSNZwU_NeD0F7tNIfumUD0rtwPrYjEUVMbW9NgDJVA7mdyRSneTQGtVbuJN0el7xICaIVyPfO9r/s200/tumblr_lr3b16bcEH1r05s16.jpg" width="200" /></a>Come, come my Mother’s daughter<br />
Let my sword return to your sheet so that we can birth peace<br />
Lets take the home back to our houses<br />
Lets take back the crowns to our kings<br />
Lets make a speech out of our talks<br />
And a voice out of our words<br />
If only every finger will become a hand<br />
If only we can make a rain out of every drop<br />
Then we can tell tales by moonlight<br />
Fetch oil and wine from every palm<br />
The dusk will flee for the dawn<br />
And the roaster will announce the Morn<br />
These I cried as a prospect from the bar<br />
Now a suspect wailing behind bars<br />
<br />
I hear their rantings and chantings:<br />
Africa could be potent but lacks potency<br />
Any Dick could have sons<br />
But not all will be Dickson<br />
Anaan, Obama and Mandela they cheered<br />
That one, this one and that other one they jeered<br />
They said: Africa rules America<br />
Yet Africa can never rule Africa<br />
That we no longer can curdle<br />
The civilization we once cradled<br />
But here I am a humble scribbler<br />
Telling the untold passions of an African Child<br />
Vulnerable to all sorts<br />
Deprived of hope and Comforts<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-28300827375536434152012-08-03T03:29:00.003-07:002012-08-03T03:29:48.547-07:00UNTOLD PASSION OF AN AFRICAN CHILD III<strong>They Said:</strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2eH2EN4O8lkb1CAByNBBmvUe_ll8-jVqieAH6Ju-dcHn38pm4v7AA7J3VkoZSV7RlRji-gqFZk817ny7ZNcdlBxPOe0qdLl19eMvEKYwcRNx8Z6o5JmuFNzCRsw2baKIi5VwLtiIBm7aC/s1600/african-child-nicole-zeug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2eH2EN4O8lkb1CAByNBBmvUe_ll8-jVqieAH6Ju-dcHn38pm4v7AA7J3VkoZSV7RlRji-gqFZk817ny7ZNcdlBxPOe0qdLl19eMvEKYwcRNx8Z6o5JmuFNzCRsw2baKIi5VwLtiIBm7aC/s320/african-child-nicole-zeug.jpg" width="223" /></a>We watched as he hid his sword in her sheet<br />
To bear peace but she bore him the<br />
Twins- Poverty and Penury<br />
We watched as he proposed a health center<br />
Behold, here stands the death center<br />
We watched as he hid his sword in her sheet<br />
Again, and again and again<br />
And the pleasure of the process brought him great pleasure<br />
The beauty of pain is the joy of the gain<br />
Here comes the African child<br />
For in the travail of death, life is birth<br />
But form Dan to Sheba it is rumored<br />
African rulers grasp for the food of sucklings<br />
Devouring her great future, a supposed reserve of an unweaned child<br />
Yea, African resources are like her unweary nipples<br />
Ever gushing flow triggerd by persistent milking<br />
Alas, nations avoid you for your milk is gone sour<br />
And your rulers have left no integrity in between your thighs<br />
Oh! Africa, the same dimples that smiled at your nipples<br />
Now desert you and your longing child<br />
<br />
The land could be virgin, no doubt, but<br />
Virginity lacks credibility when there is nothing<br />
Reserved to feed the unborn child<br />
The mamary fountains are left dry<br />
How will you attend the cry?<br />
Of this African child?<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-24681206970147686562012-08-03T03:26:00.000-07:002012-08-03T03:26:05.649-07:00A gaze at the Cross<div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix">
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<strong>A gaze at the Cross</strong><br />
<br />
<br />
Each time I gaze at the cross<br />
It brings to mind my friend<br />
He died my death that<br />
I may live his life.<br />
The bloody spill that ousts my bill<br />
He lived to die, and in dying he forever lives<br />
Now I die to live, and in living will never die<br />
He breathed his last that at last he may put to death<br />
My debt to death.<br />
<br />
Another gaze at the Cross…<br />
A scene of sin, the cause of the curse<br />
He thought of me as the prize to give himself as a price<br />
I journey through life free from the curse of the cross<br />
Never to nurse a fear, nor shed a tear for he’s ever near<br />
Only he could fend for a friend till the very end<br />
Being so kind climbed the Calvary tree<br />
With the mind to find mankind.<br />
<br />
Each time I gaze at the cross<br />
I remember how he bled and shed his red<br />
If indeed blood is life<br />
Then life begins at the cross<br />
Take a look at the cross<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Mbah Chukwuemeka C<br />
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THE CROSS</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-515433621383634682012-08-03T03:22:00.002-07:002012-08-03T03:22:41.498-07:00THREE ON A TREE<div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix">
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<strong>THREE ON A TREE</strong><br />
<br />
There were three on a tree<br />
But only one climbed Calvary<br />
To find mankind<br />
He had us in mind<br />
Then made the ascent that led to his descent<br />
Fought and found us in this filthy tent<br />
With out spread arms wooing us to his bosom<br />
For a healing hug, love and life to blossom<br />
World’s costliest transaction ever to be<br />
Was negotiated on a tree of three<br />
<br />
There were three on a tree<br />
But only one turned Calvary<br />
To a red river<br />
The very first ever<br />
Blood flowing like a fuming flood<br />
Gushing, washing, and flushing; mud<br />
Filth and guilt from all at the river bank<br />
Drowned in blood, rank by rank, till it all sank<br />
<br />
There were three on a tree<br />
But onlyone built Calvary<br />
Into a bridge<br />
Fixed each ridge<br />
To ferry humanity to divinity<br />
From the banks of the red river drowning iniquity<br />
The voyage from this terrestrial ball<br />
To his celestial shore, was all<br />
Because of the one who chose a tree<br />
The cruel but only way to set us free<br />
<br />
<em>Emeka Mbah </em><em>10/07/2011</em><em> </em><em>9.37pm</em><em> </em></div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-75898083875405087642012-08-03T03:17:00.001-07:002012-08-03T03:17:16.400-07:00Creation Awaits<div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix">
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CREATION AWAITS:<br />
the shining not the lightning<br />
the walking not the talking<br />
the sample not the examples<br />
the implementing not the formulating<br />
the reach not the speech<br />
the character not the charisma<br />
the creator not the creature<br />
<br />
CREATION AWAITS:<br />
the service not the servants<br />
the love not the resolve<br />
the sermon not the mammon<br />
the oracle not the orator<br />
the God of men not the Men of God<br />
the pleasure not the pressure<br />
the perfection not the aspiration<br />
the earnings not the yearnings<br />
<br />
CREATION AWAITS:<br />
the manifestations not the explanations of the Sons of God</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-33791164102762362542012-08-03T03:15:00.000-07:002012-08-03T03:15:08.563-07:00iRap<div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix">
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i speak under d influence but aint d <em>most high</em><br />
i no be witch, how come i too fly<br />
fresh n balling without <em>messi</em><br />
field of study guru without jersey<br />
haters keep talking but i'm still too deaf<br />
cooking tasty lyrics like a royal cheff<br />
mothers dey talk sey i be tight <em>w</em>RAP<em>per</em><br />
even when i dey ping with ur baby mama<br />
if ur babe bold like BB dont <em>torch</em> her curve<br />
wait & ring d finger before your guns revolve<br />
i'm spirit filled not like Klint d Drunk<br />
doing good in my <em>hood</em> like a monk<br />
my status update comes with a healing touch<br />
FB friends too much like i'm forming a church<br />
i'm feeling <em>too hot</em> please be my <em>fan</em><br />
my fee's gone high yet not a san<br />
as i spit on the mic folks give me d thumb<br />
they form my apprentice, wondering if i'm Thrump<br />
Niggers call me Mary cos i fly <em>virgin</em><br />
soaring high, super-fly,my language sef na <em>pigeon</em></div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-59002293602419514792012-08-03T03:11:00.002-07:002012-08-03T03:11:23.799-07:00Evol<div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix">
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<strong>Love</strong><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO9TlP0Ser1xaA7WmtPJMfOA3n4BDcyCkc4808oieIzyEYO21PbOpDp7IvIIo6-1zWzDef2zGtGcX_6QByF8zVAtuaBQ8MjodAmWJtCUBI-Uoe689S1-B5w6uixkXdhTffh7BPHT6hnDgV/s1600/Love_41.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="307" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO9TlP0Ser1xaA7WmtPJMfOA3n4BDcyCkc4808oieIzyEYO21PbOpDp7IvIIo6-1zWzDef2zGtGcX_6QByF8zVAtuaBQ8MjodAmWJtCUBI-Uoe689S1-B5w6uixkXdhTffh7BPHT6hnDgV/s320/Love_41.jpg" width="320" /></a><strong>I</strong>f you were a work of fiction<br />
I’ll call you Cupid<br />
If you were to be a sign<br />
I’ll cross my arms<br />
If you were to be my date<br />
I’ll call you February the Fourteenth<br />
<br />
<strong>Love</strong><br />
<br />
Both verb and noun<br />
As to numbers you are four<br />
To colours you are red<br />
To shapes you are a heart<br />
To toys you are a teddy<br />
To insects you are a butterfly<br />
To destitute you are Charity<br />
As to kind you are Agape<br />
Yet still-<br />
I wonder and ponder<br />
On who and what you are.<br />
<br />
<strong>Love</strong><br />
<br />
Passion girded with action<br />
Cars call you Ferrari<br />
Cities call you Paris<br />
Plants call you Rose<br />
Fools call you sex<br />
Humans call you Christ<br />
Scriptures call you God<br />
<br />
<strong>Love</strong><br />
<br />
You were valentine to saints<br />
You were Theresa to Nuns<br />
The Mandela of Politicians<br />
Many times used<br />
Many times abused<br />
A Terrestrial word<br />
With Celestial origin<br />
You make Legends- those who live and lead a life of love<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<strong>Love</strong><br />
<br />
Twinkle, Twikle, little Love<br />
How I ponder on what you are<br />
Far from us yet so nigh<br />
Like an alien from the sky<br />
<br />
<strong>Love</strong><br />
<br />
Humans call you Christ<br />
Scriptures call you God<br />
They forever live, those who give and die for love<br />
<br />
<br />
20th/21st Aug. 2011<br />
<em> emekA mbaH</em></div>
</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-80877555041231749142012-07-27T03:59:00.004-07:002012-07-27T03:59:53.553-07:00DESTITUTES OF OUR LAND<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<strong>Now</strong><br />
<br />
You laugh they cry<br />
You eat they starve<br />
You stand they fall<br />
You walk they crawl<br />
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<strong>Soon</strong><br />
<br />
You sow they reap<br />
You labour they sleep<br />
You pay they bill<br />
You hurt they heal<br />
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<strong>Earlier</strong><br />
<br />
They hunger you dine<br />
They thirst you wine<br />
You rise they hide<br />
You blossom they slide<br />
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<strong>If Now</strong><br />
<br />
They call you answer<br />
They mourn you gather<br />
They perish you save<br />
They signal you wave<br />
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<strong>Later</strong><br />
<br />
You sing they cheer<br />
You speak they hear<br />
You ask they give<br />
For you lived and let live<br />
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<em>emekA mbaH 2011</em>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-72049388441849548282012-07-27T03:53:00.001-07:002012-07-27T03:53:28.100-07:00LET NOT THIS FIRE SPREAD<div align="center" class="yiv1319233703MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: center;">
<u><span>LET NOT THIS FIRE SPREAD</span></u></div>
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<span>To the rising smoke & flame
put an end</span></div>
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<span>To the oil, tears and blood
spilled and shed</span></div>
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<span>To the loss and broken heart that
time’ll never mend</span></div>
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<span>Please let not this fire spread</span></div>
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<span>Let not this fire spread</span></div>
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<span>For in defense will each for
himself fend</span></div>
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<span>An invite to the chaos, war and
famine we so much dread</span></div>
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<span>So let the Great & Mighty for
peace stoop and bend</span></div>
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<span>Please let not this fire spread</span></div>
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<span>Let no this fire spread</span></div>
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<span>Vice and violence have become the
new trend</span></div>
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<span>Adieu to all our compatriots who
fell and bled</span></div>
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<span>Who stood firm for truth and
refused to blend</span></div>
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<span>Please let not this fire spread</span></div>
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<span>This tiny sparks may escalate
beyond what we intend</span></div>
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<span>In protest we have shunned the
hunt for our daily bread</span></div>
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<span>Do not bask slowly in shady
silence and pretend</span></div>
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<span>Please let not this fire spread</span></div>
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<span>Let not this fire spread</span></div>
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<span>Ours is a nation known to invest
less than we spend</span></div>
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<span>Dissatisfaction and anger color
our very eyes red</span></div>
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<span>Address priorities, corruption and
frivolities suspend</span></div>
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<span>Let not this fire spread</span></div>
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<span>Whether you earn billions or less
than a stipend</span></div>
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<span>Remember we will lie as we make
our bed</span></div>
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<span>This broken wall is for us all to
mend</span></div>
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<span>Please let not this fire spread</span></div>
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<span>Let not this fire spread</span></div>
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<span>This is the cry we’ve signed and
now send</span></div>
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<span>For the Labors of our Heroes past
and dead</span></div>
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<span>We unite as one and our voices we
lend</span></div>
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<span>Please let not this fire spread.</span></div>
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<span>C’emeka Mbah [Esq]</span></div>
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<span>10-01-2012</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-17282211594645119752012-07-27T03:44:00.005-07:002012-07-27T03:44:47.626-07:00Promising Young Man<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<strong><span>PROMISING YOUNG MAN</span></strong><br />
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Hear the travails of a single mother<br />
Traded her heaven for love<br />
But hopes and dreams short-lived and ran<br />
Now she cries aloud to every woman<br />
Be ware of a promising young man<br />
<br />
He promised to move me mountains<br />
He vowed to spring forth like fountains<br />
At my faintest whisper when in need<br />
And called on cupid to strike him stupid<br />
If he is short of a word or letter in his creed<br />
<br />
He stands and mopes as thought lost in lust<br />
It is vanity to yearn and lust over dust<br />
He calls my left keg wonderful<br />
And the right he christened as powerful<br />
Both together he called beautiful<br />
<br />
He said the sun rises in my glittering eyes<br />
That heaven is hid between my very thighs<br />
And will persevere till he finally makes it to heaven<br />
He spoke sweet sounding sermons as time ticked eleven<br />
Words like fetters, held hostage a lass due home for seven<br />
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He said my presence did make him shiver<br />
And for my absence, he’ll cry me a river<br />
If only I would be his all in one miss<br />
He’ll treat me to a night of ceaseless kiss<br />
And our ever after will be made of an endless bliss<br />
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Little did I know that the name I bore was a loan<br />
Soon I’ll be striped of the same and left to moan alone<br />
From my heaven he’s got saints numbering up to seven<br />
Deserted in this lonely cold night as time ticked eleven<br />
He’s abandoned me and all the saints in search for a new heaven<br />
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<em>C’emeka Mbah 1/12/2011</em>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-90626489982201297242012-07-27T03:39:00.003-07:002012-07-27T03:39:43.963-07:00Bloody Bill<div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix">
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<span class="fbUnderline"><strong>Bloody Bill</strong></span><br />
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<span>In him was the curse of the law personified</span><br />
<span>Born a lion in royalty, died a lamb in loyalty</span><br />
<span>Calvary deal was sealed with the blood of Christ the crucified</span><br />
<span>The one broker through whom humanity has acquired her share in Divinity</span><br />
<span>An investment that yields a premium of an endless life</span><br />
<span>Of one who spent the rest of his earthly life to give the life of his heavenly rest</span><br />
<span>Transforming the woe of his foe into his church and worth wife</span><br />
<span>In dying her death she may live his life; true love at its best</span><br />
<span>The Prince came to the earth to shop for a bride</span><br />
<span>Willingly signed a bloody bill regardless of price</span><br />
<span>Calvary deal was sealed with the blood of Christ the crucified</span><br />
<span>I died in his death, alas! I live and won’t die twice.</span><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKPSgwNPovO7VZCJZK8Bhptk_-zljG2O62VoENtuOq7L1N3N7EkcgK_9a55CXa3zpHX1azatDXifu_LimSmuWG9io2hhcrI1Tyb2TdtHnU4MimrMNA9DD-Rnsmj9RIMjErSkB8MoTmBfE_/s1600/Blood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKPSgwNPovO7VZCJZK8Bhptk_-zljG2O62VoENtuOq7L1N3N7EkcgK_9a55CXa3zpHX1azatDXifu_LimSmuWG9io2hhcrI1Tyb2TdtHnU4MimrMNA9DD-Rnsmj9RIMjErSkB8MoTmBfE_/s320/Blood.jpg" width="255" /></a><em><span><span>C’emeka Mbah 1/2/2012</span></span></em></div>
</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15117007972863264310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3692910955567188671.post-88959039651211186332012-07-27T03:35:00.004-07:002012-07-27T03:35:57.858-07:00VIRGIN VERSES<div class="clearfix note_content">
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<span class="fbUnderline"><strong>Virgin Verses</strong></span><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4z6z2FucXzfy0mdR95pbxOQcAhTMQvvsZsg2PBsZQHUvpcvmmbmSJ0GuMc1popMcWQWU4Vq74WAiK024vtwqBMaB3VTCtEIb1gbYmhxnQqdg_luiD0LgQwJsaF8jXcZnd1Bpz1PvSb5dW/s1600/Virgin+Verses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4z6z2FucXzfy0mdR95pbxOQcAhTMQvvsZsg2PBsZQHUvpcvmmbmSJ0GuMc1popMcWQWU4Vq74WAiK024vtwqBMaB3VTCtEIb1gbYmhxnQqdg_luiD0LgQwJsaF8jXcZnd1Bpz1PvSb5dW/s320/Virgin+Verses.jpg" width="320" /></a><span>My verses are virgin never been said</span><br />
<span>My stanzas are maiden never been heard</span><br />
<span>They cheer like beer, making many glad</span><br />
<span>Drowning the flood from the eyes of the sad</span><br />
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<span>My diction is distinct, simple and true</span><br />
<span>My lines run on pun, romantic and blue</span><br />
<span>Rhythmic rhymes refreshing as due</span><br />
<span>Specially brewed by me for you</span><br />
<em><span><span>C’emeka Mbah 2/2/2012</span></span></em></div>
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