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The Dead Are Dying

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH

There has always been a game of superiority over the black for many years now. This poem is to give voice to the black that they matter, we matter!

WHEN PAIN LEAVES THE BODY AFTER A LOCKDOWN, WHERE DOES IT GO?

BEWILDERED

It is the philosophy of a person, lost in his head, lost in the world. It is the philosophy of a person who can’t find himself any longer.

WHEN PAIN LEAVES THE BODY AFTER A LOCKDOWN, WHERE DOES IT GO?

UNFORGIVENESS IS A BLANK PAGE

I’ve been caged by unforgiveness for years without realizing the effect it was having on me. I lost joy and peace. Though I was hurt I felt I had the right to punish those who hurt me. The interesting side was that I was hurting those who were ready to love me. This poem is from a deep side.

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UNIFORM

UNIFORM: This poems talks about the inequality, that has led to sects in Nigerian society.

MODERN MUSIC

MODERN MUSIC

Like every other aspect of human culture, Music has experienced a series of changes. Be it in terms of lyrical content, genre, or use of instrumentals. For an average man, the love and attractiveness towards music have occupied a substantial space in his body, mind, and spirit. If he is stressed out, angry, joyous; whichever way his mood swings too, listening to music soothes his mind. It brings with it, peace and tranquility for the betterment of his wellbeing.

However, modern-day music, on a large scale, has become endowed with poor, non-substantial contents, which has led many to believe the notion that “Lyrics is of no importance when the beat is melodious.” This is evident in most people who always say: We don’t listen to the lyrics. We only dance to the beats.” Fair enough, that’s the absolute truism of today’s musical world.

This poem seeks to address a few things, part of which are:
– Stigmatization of non-listeners of music
– How songwriters and artists have succeeded in creating a social distance between their listeners and their Creator.
– Violence and social vices are promoted through musical content.

BATON, A POEM BY UCHEDU NJIONYE

My father said:

No man walks off a good dream except those weaken by the aftermath of choices . That’s why thunder and lightening mate; to birth a pluviophile: someone who’d live to perform unrehearsed scripts.