Liquid black gold

1.
What about the agriculture, art and culture?
What about the equality, peace and unity?
Why do the youth tend to laziness that brings hunger?
Why do the value and prestige of my people degenerate?
Why our economy going down and money is devalued?
All dwell in the movement of focus to a single; goal the liquid black gold

 

2.
Here lies the wealth of the old Gold that generates the fame
Miners milk the land lean and Smiths’ recycler seem lame
Limiting the jewel in unlimited options; same old products, still same
Making it invaluable yet not valuable even as a Grande dame.
Oh black Gold please give us the shiny black road, the means, the light and the flame.

 

3.
The violence threatens to strip us but what are we without our flavours
Others threatens to strip us but what are we without our saviours
We could be greater only if we change our behaviours
Improve our value through hard work for we are survivors
Being independent of gods of the liquid black Gold for they lack valour

 

4.
What we get isn't always what we deserve
Staining our farms and leaving us to starve
Driving our games and leading us to strive
Filling our waters and increasing the grave
For the liquid black gold we serve

 

5.
See the answer in the question
See the ending in the beginning
See the loss in the profit
See the emptiness in the fullness
See the poverty in the wealth
See all in one; The Liquid Black Gold

Silent Cry

Silent cry, heavy heart, moaning and groaning, no more tears to shed, voices lost from long whaling, do nothing but hope someone could hear the silent cry.

 

1
Sorrow fills her heart, bitterness in her soul. No one cares, no one loves. Unloved by her beloved.
Beaten to a point of unconsciousness, insulted to a point of shame, subdued to a point of timidity. So violated and abused that she is voiceless with just her silent cry.

 

 

Imitation

1
Looking in the mirror
a familiar stranger stares back
has someone stolen your face
and you don't recognize yourself
walk like her, eat like him, talk like me, dress like them
made you a lot of people in one
stick to the unique you
it defines and personalizes you

 

Morning time

Morning time brings joy, strength, hope, peace, inspiration, happiness and sunshine. Morning time don't last, marks age but there is no better time.

 

 

 

When the birds sing the day leaps with joy and all smiles being bright and beautiful. I see the day peep into my room and i say a prayer of thanksgiving to the creator of this wonder. When I feel grumpy and it is gloomy, I find my spirit and rise knowing it is too precious to waste. No time to whine, no time slope because the morning time does not last.

 

 

I love to feel the ray of the morning bathing my face. Rising with new inspiration and new strength to face the challenges of the day. I feel the bliss of worry free life and nature feels it too. The dew on my face, the birds in the sky, the flowers all waking, fields all green and alert, the wind all angelic, the hills all colourful, the see all calm, the sky all hopeful of a bright and beautiful day. The time is fair.

The pain sometimes

 

Sometime;
when we look, we don't see
when we see, we don't know
when we know, we don't understand
Else we visualize, we shouldn't analyze
for when it's summarized, it could compromise the actual

 

Sometime;
No analgesic can numb the pain in mind
No antiseptic can stop the bleeding in my heart
we have been isolated, i can no more socialize
so paralyzed, i can no more feel
so alone in the midst of a crowd
darkness beneath the bright dress

 

Sometime;
Neither tailor nor cobbler nor carpenter nor doctor can perfect the mend,
Gumming the parts, gluing the pieces, stitching the cuts,
But like broken china, the tiny bits leaves it imperfect.
Diamond is a shimmer to the eye but blood is a shimmer to the heart,
This bleeding is a life support.

Never to battle

1.

You may not be the prince charming of every girls dream but I am assured of rescue. You may not be superman but I am secured and soaring with you. You may not be a king or have a throne but you are my king and your throne is in my heart where your reign shall never end. And in your rule i promise never to battle.

 

2.

I will always bear everything we go through, not only because I love you but also because I trust you and I know you trust me and will always be beside me. Knowing that you will stand by me in good and bad gives me a reason to live. So as I walk down the aisle I can't wait to tell you; In sickness or in health, in joy or in pain and in any and every condition, I swear never to battle.

 

3.

Being One is the greatest gift from fate. I will never battle, I will listen and understand you, I will cover you when it rains, I will be the pillow you cry on, I share your pain and be your healer. when things go wrong, we change our direction as well. When we get lost and don't understand it, we will work it together. I will always be homebound to comfort you on our journey to happily ever after. I swear this oath before the witnesses of today; Never to battle.

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Texte: Obika Ogochukwu
Lektorat: Obika Ogochukwu
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 07.11.2017

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This work is dedicated to my country Nigeria and my friend Uchenna