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agatha

AGATHA

But oceans are beautiful even in storms
She remain glowing in a coal mine
Bragging of mornings and love songs
Of parties and candle sauce
Of candles and glittering sights
but inwardly detriment and anguish

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.