CAN I JUST BE GOOD ENOUGH?

I give you all of me
Still not enough to
make you happy

I give you everything
You still measure it up
Like I'm walking a thousand
Miles to get close
You still don't look closer

I work hard to make you
Smile still you don't even
Care to know
I might not be there to pay
Your bills but I still wish
I could pay them.

What do you want of me?
Jump rules and be you?
What else can I do to be
Man enough for you?

Dear, I just want you to see
In me the love that's good
Enough.
I may ve not be there to show
You all the love I have for you
But I do wish you in me to see
How I love you.

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BEAUTIFUL

Beauty is in the heart alone
Not to those that search in
The faces of the maidens
Beauty is in the heart that
See beyond the face they
View but to the heart that
Care.
That's what i called beautiful.
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MOTHER NATURE I LEAN UNTO

For much have long existed before
The being that inhabit the whole earth
Thousands of reformation to much
Unexpected being and creation that
Fly away with time in reforming a new
Earth.
Many unimaginary things have happened
Before now.
In that thousands outrageous reform
Much had come into existences.
Man, beast and other unseen being
Had truly hold existence to one source.
Today, all have unknowingly appear to
Be in existence from nothing but to the
Mother nature all came to be
Yesterday came with pain and death,
Taking out those nothing we never
Imagine will be in tomorrow as hope
Live in view of things we never
Experience before.
Whether in death to dust as we will
Be reform to better in thousands of
Years and come to live again
Or in life to see what our deeds had
Acquired to remain immortal to earth
To all if may come, mother nature I
Lean unto for unto her season shows
Over the earth and unto season life
Come to reform to greater living.

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MY LITTLE ONE

Have you heard the sound
Of a new born?
To every cry I watch the anew
Born grow, this is what I felt inside
As I watch your arrival.
Thousands of blast have I freely
Out-let for your coming
Many of my dreams have I
Choose to call awake in you
Much of my pears have let- go
This strength away in pleasure
Of their lost but I choose to ensoil
You in her to grow.
Down to the rejection I had within
Myself to deny your existence, I
Found love in you more
To that love I know you will find
In my family if I lost out in time
Silently, we await you in every
Woman I come across with
But now I finally got you in rose
To her I know you belong and to
Me is your source.

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CASTING MY BODY WITH DUST

Worring about those things man
Live for are things we all die for
And mainly they are things our
Heart akins after.
I ve seen things many seek in the
Hands of nobody with young mind
He play ahead with things thousand
Had die for in time past
Rings like all had happened before
Just like all is coming back to us
Against our odds
Timing all odds against those things
We all desire,
Shows nothing in our minds as we
Die away and our choices lay unsatisfied
Look deeply into the dust, in those clay
And soil we find sources of re-continuity
Lay the remains of thousands agitating
Ancestor. To their bones we build pillars
Of our houses,
They are dust and their pain die along
Side with them thousands of year ago
But the taste of their desire still live with
Us in our houses as we build in them
Time will never stop ticking against
Those things their die for
As all our body are stained with dust
That speedy their chance to reincarnate
In us again as a living being.

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OSUN

Opening eyes to many sources
That really shows the value
Of being called among the
High being that live in form
Of a flowing river.
Osun they drink, Osun they bath
Her glance they know before they
Start seeing other goddess

Opening eyes to many sources
That never called one supernatural
Being to that undefined act of
Choosing between man and god
Osun they see, Osun they know
Her beauty they know before
Many start visiting other gods

Opening eyes to many sources
That hold back against tradition
To believe the real source
Choose right to tradition, has
Man's natural believe.
Osun they serve, Osun they apriased
Her riches they know before many
Start visiting for her riches.

Written by:
                  Uzochukwu Bright Nsiegbe

Copyrights 2/11/2015.

FEAR.

In the mist of darkness
Vision I see clear
Becoming view as it value
Lays in the brightness.
Much of things I see around as
Simple as a plain paper are more
Heavier than what I thought
Within myself I'm scared
Scared of things that cost life
Shed of blood and other things
That leave man deformed.
Fear of falling, fear of climbing
And fear of exploring new things
To those things I can't oughtered
The nightmares I had that held back
My breakthrough.
I've been so scared of death, seeing
One lifeless without hope of living
Again, watching his body rotten to
Dust.
Nothing is more scaring like falling
Out from family's love to the love
You choose outside.
Holding such desire easily shoot
You out for enemies to devour
To all I fear, love is the most I fear
Because it live to hurt ones soul forever.

Written by :
                      Uzochukwu Bright Nsiegbe.