CHANCE

As all wish to live
I desire to reincarnate to
Something greater than
Dying.

Many times I chose to give up
Those perishable things
That no one desires

Crop in me like I want to fill
The field with seeds
Regrowing those things that
Never grows

I write like I'm fast asleep in
Things my pen write
Writing all like it has happened
Before and now all coming back
To me in chance

That I may live again and
Hope coming back alive
In much I have lost
As I grow in chance
In those things that cropped
Worries in me

Makes me not to have the
Chance to live immortal to time
In return chance had come alive
To make time slave to
My name to make me forever
In time as life continues

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30 . 5. 1967

Number shows numeric digital
but heart keep hurts in time
Even in millions of years
the hurt keep fresh in heart
I know my father remember and
I felt all the pain as he share his
Experience during 30. 5. 1967

Earth known it all as the ground
Felt it hard to those drop of fire
Children lost off in shock and
Mothers ran out unaware naked
To the blast during 30. 5. 1967

Number has ran on earth and all
Are grown now but the pain still
Roll alive as we remember all the
Falling hero's who die protecting
This young ones during 30. 5. 1967

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IT'S YOU MY BEAUTIFUL DAUGHTER

I have seen little terror in accepting
To much that i suppose to reject. 
Seeing much fly of fairies in my dreams.
That's hold fear away, Tears are not only for terror things we see
But also in laughter we shed with joy .

Yes, i have tasted pain of losing Someone so dear
I have also felt the tone of blizz in liberation as I live with all my hope alive awaiting

ln all the women i meet I await you

Drawing your sketch in a wall relieved me from

The pain I felt in the deceit I fell into in the hands 

Of women that wronged me for your seek

As they abort my seed in them.

Just in a ray of light I glance you in my dream and 

Decide to make a portrait of you 

I love you my beautiful daughter 

Happy to see you in your mummy's tommy

MY FAMILY MY EVERYTHING

Nothing will worth that
Warm cuddle i feel with you and
Those kisses you pull on my
Fore head like i won a medal.
This is incomparable.
My family My everything

Oh dear ! you are sweeter than
Wine
For you have crowned me with joy
As i see my beloved daughter kissing baby from belle.
She came to us when i most needed Consoler to lightening up my world
Words are not enough to say how i
Feel seeing you coming up with our
Second child
My family My everything

Not like i know all about you my
Love or to the love you show
Through the night as i get on you
But i know one thing for sure that
You are a goddess of joy
To the blessing you brought to my
Home i appreciate
For my daughter call you mum
But i call you Gold
My family My everything

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I WAS THERE

I have been raised to be a conqueror
With the world
To stand and see the earth grow,
watch and hear sea sings
In loneliness of thoughts i heard
Humanity calling.
I was there when sun shine in
Sahara and rain drops in her desert

As its bond in them to hold me in
Chain to see their weakness behind
I have been held to feel the existence in nature, where lays the
Source.
To that i stand tall like Egyptian Pyramids for freedom

I was there when history was about
To be written by westerns
When all were measured i was called
Slave
Like a Zoo artifact they watch me
Been weep and naked me for mockery.

In all the pain i was with them when
Civilization become head way
With my blood i fought side ways
Along to win the battle for liberation
All were achieved in my strength and
Still they racist against being Black
To the pain, slavery and racist I'm
Proud to be called an African man.

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OGBANJE

Realms of different kingdoms
What will one give to you for
Inner world to come alive
To this gods you appeal and to all
You know.
Not to those ancestral ogene you
Heard from the tone of gods but to it
you awake your being.

Ogbanje, much have you heard
And see, not in the ordinary time
But in the imaginary sense of
Knowing its real when your reality
Shows the supernatural.

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CHILD SOLDIER IN BOKO HARAM CAMP

Suddenly, it sounds like blast
covering all the surface with
Black smoke.
Could it be the destruction of
Abuja Zuma rock? or the new
Development the government
Promises?
I thought.

To all hills of Abuja down to far
North, to red clay of east and to
Dark clay in west have i grassed
My cattle
In all i have seen the beauty of this
Country from different high hills
Have i viewed.

Like dream i have been held against
My wish to fight for something
I knew nothing about.
To fight beast i have been taught
How to fight wild beast that comes
After my cattle but now I'm in camp
Of boko haram learning how to kill
My kind for religionous gain

I'm young and little to choose
My rights to freedom
For i have been given a gun against
My will to fight for boko haram.
Can someone save me? save me
From the terror I'm becoming.
For i choose to be a herdsman in
The field 

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DONT JUDGE ME

To those firing period i never
Thought i will survive
Planning ahead like all the
Expectant desire will come
At once.
Never say never to those time
Struggle never turn in place

Just like i will live forever as i
Choose carefully to the risk that
Will announce my greatness to
The world.
To those unbearable act i did
just to keep the existence in me
Are never a free task to absorved easily

Life never smile at me freely
Without a bountiful sacrifice for
The exchange.
Not to blood alone i have offered but
To my sweat i have given

I have acquired so little with my strength
But within me all acquired is great in my heart

I know what you think of me,

Yes i know I'm guilt of life but
Never guilt of the mystery i see
Unsolved.

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                    8/3/2016

CHOOSING MY REST

CHOOSING MY REST

Beast die, man die and all
that walketh on the earth will
Die.
Deeds never dies
Those activities done to nature
Are like a good ending to the work of 

A man that labour hard under the sun
And died without reward

Like I'm scared of laying straight
In a casket as i will go beneth the
Earth.

And not like I'm strong to feel all
The pain i had within alone  

Just like any other man, i bleed
And to the pain i feel, i cry out to it

I will rest i know but great will i live
Along in the memories of my loved
ones.

As my deeds live in many life that 

I have touched positively.

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TWISTED AFFAIR

When u flirt with ladies in different
Location later knowing
There are all twisted together as
Family. OMG.
Thats called woman trafficking too. Guys be careful. AIDS IS REAL

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AFRICAN GOLD

Not to the ear of Colonials
That toiled down to the heart
Beauty of Africa for that hidden
Treasure.
Damsel, have you heard about
Black gold?

That's to you will i save many of it
Cause your skin is unique and
Unbleached and to you will i give
All the Ghanaian gold

Many have choose to change their
Skin cause of the pain of
Discrimination of race but you are
Proudly an African woman to
Embrace to skin color.
For that to you will i call you the
Most hidden treasure colonials
Never find.
Take all the gold my dear and take
All my love.

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BRIGHT UZOCHUKWU

Books are kept in library like
No one has ever opened it before
Emptying those pen like nothing
Has ever been written with it before

Checking on every book i read like
I see another life in the tales i read
Staring long onto the history i wish
To write about before i dust away in
Time.

All i ever read is in me and much
I have seen is attached in my experience.
I'm Bright Uzochukwu and none of
Thrives have i seen in the wall of a
Library but my invest swim the sea
Of an ink

Yet no one heard.
Those books that speaks or those
Thought that wish to come alive
These are filled blank books and
Great thoughts with an empty ink
But i write on the wall of history with
My blood as ink

I'm Bright Uzochukwu and none of
My wings are broken to the idea that
Will come on board as i write

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CHINUA ACHEBE

The old man's bed
Of straw caught a flame blown
From overnight logs by harmattan's
Incendiary breath.
Defying his age and sickness he
Rose and steered himself
Smoke-blind to safety....... Chinua Achebe....

AFRICAN WITCH DOCTOR

much we have all seen
In strange things
To those fictions that hurt
Our being as black, not like
Faith is hard in our minds
But we are dust to those hard
Time we try to hear from source
Coming into nature of who we are

Nothing in those dry bone we gathered as artifact to gods
We believe but in rule with our
Ancestor we gather bone to know
What future holds, not like fortune
Teller but guardian to the way of gods

Its like we are fetish in believing
Strange gods, that's not true.
This is cause we are god like.
We create, we build, we grow and in all
We are not racist.
For we live freely with man and animal.
In simple we are African witch
Doctor for heal the nature.

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BRING BACK OUR GIRLS (CHIBOK GIRLS)

How can tear free our pain?
Or will cry set our soul free from
Our lose?
We have cried, raise campaign
Against inhuman to fellow human,
And uphold freedom of right to bring
Back our girls.
Still in await of them girls we all wait
Bring back our Chibok girls.

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OYA

Renting plot in river,
Never makes one
A river owner.
Oya, la bu we Oya la bu mu

Drowning in the river,
Never makes one curse the source of  the water goddess

Oya la bu we oku Oya la bu mu

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CHIBOK GIRL

Days has become months and
Months to year
Still our girls have not come back
To us, we have missed them

SPIRITISM

From nothing all were made
Things that has never being
Before
Spiritism! that's what we
Know nothing about
Living into a strange realm
Of life

To nothing we worship in
Fear to the gods that has
No mercy or grace
Holding nothing i have lost
Much in flame of burnt sacrifice
In fetish to old ways

To all i fear to that i see
In that grace will i return the
Source of everything that is being
For in spirit i know we offer and
To that spirit Almighty God answers
For in Him i choose to be in spiritism 
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CALISTA

To much i have seen and heard
Glows to those fire i set ablaze
In much places i light the tale
I heard before in past life.
Its you i found in thousands of
Stars that makes time fly.
Calista,

Forming roles like life is meant to
Be a play of chase,
Beats hard across the time to find
You in centuries, in all that call heart
Love. to those time i find you.
Many love legendary had come and
Go for in them i thought you
Reincarnated.
Calista

I have slept for so long and come
Into life in time to search of you
In dreams learnt you are here and
Choose to find you in all valentine
Day i live to see.
Its almost time again for all the
Roses to gloom for lovers. my love
Is ever lasting till time quit
I love u Calista.

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