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I can feel it's fingers

Across my face

Gets me dazed

I wonder how through this haze

It shines perfect ,unfazed

Ohhh but how the night brings it to a fiery fizzle ...

Heaven's golden candle ..🔥

Running through traffic

Sweet trickling from my last wick

Burnt out average Nigerian Miss

Thinking if the flight on my forever wish list

Will end up being unrealistic.

Then it hit me

Souls fought to get to where I love least

To where I didn't deem fit

To the Africa that seems so out of history .

I realized.....

No ,we are the real deal

We are what we need

The black one with the lead

The black one with the key

We can dominate and fix

We make beauty real

The perfect trick .

This culture that's never out of time

The culture we bear as living marks culture prime in her clime .

The Africa I see is one whose peace was bought at a blood price

One whose essence we would uphold with sacrifice

Africa of hills and valleys

Mountains and beasts

Forests towards the east

Rivers flowing with mild ease

Africa ,black, bold and beautiful

The Africa where culture holds true in lives gone and lives won .

This is our Africa 🌍.

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Bold-as-Brass

Christmas cards

Beautiful Botticelli

What's Christmas to you ?

I dream of a bright blue sky

Vast as a land

Pretty than I am

Wondering if I could reach out and touch the clime of time

Time in it's prime

Sitting with presents in my lap

That weren't present

Neither was the afore thought of the present

Maybe I overslept

Maybe Santa do forget

Or maybe I missed his presence

Maybe tomorrow will be less vague

Less caged

Does good bring evil ?

Does the toil of man benefit the devil ?

Well, I'll save my good intentions for a timeless Christmas 🎄🎄⛄

A friendly coo

On cue from me to you

Even when we are miles apart

You are the closest to my heart

Kindly stupid , clearly true

Our Christmas cupid ,my wishes to you

A beautiful poet ,yes she is

Lone duet ,makes music on heels

As strange ,strange as it seems

She understands my piety ,as perfect as me

Just a lovely phantom

Loved you at first sight

Loved you at last sight

Love you at ever and ever sight

Was I warned ?

Yes ,but I was in love

The tidal wave of being

My soul longing for thee like a primordial beast

This paradox of living

Of fantasies and phobias

Born from the quiet ectasy that marks the summit of life and beyond which life cannot rise

Ectasy that comes when one is most alive ,yet one has completely forgotten that one is alive

That is I ,clinging to you

A myth

When did I fall into this moral mess

Pain pill💊💊

Beaten ,lashed

Those raped ,all those seen as thrash

They gave you scars to care for

More reasons to die than to live for

Bruised body , withered soul

Eternal prisoner to this unforgetting mind you own

Yet ,forgive the scourge ,never cast a curse

No matter how bitter the scorch

How the memory hurt

How you were brutally torn

How better you'd feel untouched

You are significant and true

Real ,never doomed

Tell me

What is the anesthetic for life ?

That makes pain void

No , we live through it all

Until we grow so numb

So null to existence

So quiet ,too contained

You die bearing secrets to the grave

Too long a sacrifice makes a stone of a heart

You deep-freeze your feelings till they rot-in-ice

So pale and fragile,you've become

What can't be seen by eyes

What can't be hidden by mere lies

Was I your friend

Or you seeked the end ?

Was I your friend

Or you wanted a puppet instead ?

I'm I your friend

Or you just want a signature from my gold pen

I'm I still your friend

Now that I refuse to give you out of my stipend ?

I'm I still your friend

Even now that I won't lend ?

Now ,you say 'i once had a friend'

Just because that friend refused to blend

Now ,you turn round and say 'damn friends'

Because that friend didn't help you in making trends

Well,it's not pretence because I chose me first

Friends can go from people you know to people you don't

One for all

All for one

Yet ,

One is one

And One is alone

'Aye

One is lone

One can't double

One lives once

One it is that walks through life

One who lives more lives than one

More deaths than one ,must die .

Toast to those faces we can't see

To those lips that are sealed

To those that die plenty in their teens

To those whose blood fill trenches to the brim

To those whose pain no one feels

To those whose death side gets no trim

To those who fought to be free

Those who never got to live

Toast, to the masked

The gagged

The FACELESS