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Echoes From the Street

ECHOES FRO THE STREET
VOICES OF DECEIT
FLAMES OF FURY FREELY LIT
DANCE STEPS AND RHYTHMS OF A DRUMLESS BEAT

SICKENING THOUGHTS IN SICKENED MINDS
IMPENDING MELEE WITHOUT SIGN
FORWARD AND ONWARD MOVEMENT OF TIME
IMPERSONATIONS AND DELIBeRATIONS ON THE FRONTLINE

SHRILLING SHOUTS OF JOY AND PAIN
AND FREELY MOVES THOSE ONES INSANE
PARADOX UNLEASHED IN QUEST OF GAIN
ETHICAL PALSY OUTWITS THE CAIN

ECHOES FROM THE STREET
WHISPERS OF LOVE AND HATE
ERRORS THAT CANT DELETE
PORTMANTEAU CONDITION THAT REITERATE

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Lucifer

WHERE ART THOU OH MORNING STAR ?
COMMANDER OF THE LEGION OF SCAR
WHAT BROUGHT THEE DOWN TO THE HEARTS OF MEN ?
THAT MADE OUR HEARTS THE LION'S DEN

ERSTWHILE NIGHTINGALE OF PARADISE
WITH ANTICS LIKE A THROW OF DICE
WHATEVER MADE YOU START A FIGHT
WITH HE WHO IS THE ETERNAL MIGHT

HOW A BEAUTIFUL SIGHT TURNED SORE
AND THE DESTRUCTION OF MEN WAS WHAT YOU SWORE
A CASCADING FURY FROM THE FIRMAMENT
YOUR BANISHMENT REMAINS PERMANENT

AND WHEN THE LIGHT GOES OFF HE COMES !
LURING MEN WITH ROSE AND THORNS
A SHRILLING SIGHT WITH FIERY HORN !
BUT THEN, SO FINE HE HE SEEMS AT DAWN

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Margarita

EYES SO GREEN THAT I PONDER
WITH GAZE THAT SEEMS LIKE LIGHTENING AND THUNDER
FOR YOUR WARM EMBRACE I HUNGER
THE LUCKY ONE WOULD WISH FOR NOTHING TO PUT ASUNDER

OH WHAT A NOSE SO THIN AND STRAIGHT
IF I MUST BE TRAPPED THEN YOU'LL BE THE BAIT
FOR IN THE VALLEY OF THORNS AM READY TO WAIT
TO LOVE YOU NOT IS WHAT I HATE

ESTONIAN DIAMOND SO ALLURING
WITH A SMILE THAT COULD GET A SICKMAN HEALING
I WONDER HOW LONG HE TOOK IN YOUR MAKING
A PRESENCE THAT MAKES A THOUSAND MEN WISHING

OH DARK ROSE LIPS
GIVE MY CHOCOLATE LIPS A KISS

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What If

WHAT IF ?
WHAT IF I WASN'T BORN?
AND IF I WAS
WHAT IF I WAS NOT ME?

WHAT IF I WAS NELSON MANDELA?
WOULD I HAVE THE QUALITIES OF A LEADER?
AND WOULD I STAND BEHIND BAR?
TO STAND SO LONG FOR FREEDOM SAKE
BUT STILL AND STILL,I STAND MYSELF

WHAT IF I WAS A YANKEE ON THE VIETNAM SPOIL?
WOULD I BE SHOOTING TI GET THEM DOWN?
OR WOULD I TAKE TO MY HEELS AND LEAVE THE GROUND?
NOT LISTENING TO THE DRUMS OF RIGHTS AND WRONG
BUT STILL AND STILL I STAND MYSELF

WHAT IF I WAS DEDAN KIMATHI?
WOULD I LET THEM GET ME LATER?
OR WOULD I STAY AWAY LIKE JOMO KENYATTA?
BURNING COLD MAU MAU FIRE WITH NO PLUME
BUT STILL AND STILL I STAND MYSELF

WHAT IF I WAS PRINCE TO A RUTHLESS KING?
WOULD MY HEART BE MADE OF STONE?
OR WOULD I BE TOO SOFT FOR THE RUTHLESS THRONE?
WITH ECHOES OF TREASON WHISPERING BEHIND THE TRUSTED CORRIDORS
BUT STILL AND STILL I STAND MYSELF

WHAT IF I WAS DAVID DIOP?
WOULD I HAVE ENDED IT OVER THE ATLANTIC?
OR WOULD I HAVE LIVED ON AND MADE LIFE MORE DRAMATIC?
PUTTING A REVAMP TO A SONG OF SORROW
BUT STILL AND STILL I STAND MYSELF

WHAT IF I WAS A PRIEST?
WOULD I ENDURE THE THOUGHT OF A GENERATION TO BE LOST?
OR WOULD I RATHER ERR AND LIVE A CURSE?
TO STAND ON A VALLEY BETWEEN LIGHT AND DARKNESS
BUT STILL AND STILL I STAND MYSELF

WHAT IF I WAS CHRISTOPHER OKIGBO?
WOULD I CHANT AND JOIN THE LIST?
OR WOULD I WATCH AND WRITE AT LEAST?
TO MATCH THE WORLD WITH LEAD AND INK
BUT STILL AND STILL I STAND MYSELF

WHAT IF YOU WERE NOT BORN?
AND IF YOU WERE
WHAT IF YOU WERE ME?

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Chants of War

chants of freedom
chants for an independent kingdom
chants that brought us to the field
and chants for an unknown bloodshed

chants that came with arms
with chants and arms and age no qualms
chants that gave us right to shoot
and chants that turned the goods to loot

chants that made me a man on my own
chants that made me lose my home
chants that left no one at school
and chants of acts that were so cruel

chants of forgotten traditions of the sepulchral
and chants that even made the priest leave the cathedral
chants that i use to chant oh lord
and chants that i wish to chant no more

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My Pen

THE HAND THAT HOLDS THE PEN
COMMANDS THE REVOLUTION
AMIDST LOUD ROARS FROM THE DEN
IT WRITES WITHOUT DICTION

IT'S BLOOD SPILT ON GMELINA SHEETS
MY POWER AND KNOWLEDGE,MY THOUGHT AND MIGHT
SPLUTTERING OUT OF INTELLECTUAL WEALTH
WHATEVER IT WRITES I PRESUME IS RIGHT

VOICE OF THE VOICELESS
WRITE ME A SONG
HARMFUL AND HARMLESS
SPEAKER OF EVERY TONGUE

LITTLE DROPS OF GARRULOUS INK
SERVICES RENDERED TO THE JUST AND THE DELIQUENT
WORDS CONNECTED TO MAKE YOU THINK
LITERAL MEMORY OF EVERY INCIDENT

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Motherhood

Motherhood
                                                                                                                                    nine months of slavery
Pains with origin that no man can tell
Nine months of love and agony
A gift we cannot sell

Lo! I kicked and kicked with reckless abandon
What pains could make one smile
Her push brought me to this wicked kingdom
Praise god! For this love is mine

She made me suck what i did suck
For all those care, i don’t know why
Maybe am just a friend of luck
What magic she did with lullaby

What manner of love could be pure?
So sweet, so real and so sure
Unlike the dying love of a lover
Than the limitless love of my mother

She thought me to pray
And gave me the pay
She begs me to stay
So i won’t go astray

Nine months for my brothers
Nine months for my sisters
Nine months of lovely suffer
God please bless my mother

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Religon

GREAT WEAPON OF INTEGRATION
OH WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION
TELL THEM SO THEY MIGHT HEAR
WE'LL MEET IN HEAVEN SO HAVE NO FEAR

CHARLATANS THEY ARE
CHARLATANS WE ARE
GREAT LIES ARE TOLD 
SO THE TRUTH MIGHT NOT BE BOLD

SOME MADE THE GAME
SOME PLAY THE GAME
WHO HAS THE BLAME
WHEN HIDE AND SEEK IS A GAME

A WAY OF LIFE
MY HEAVENLY STRIFE
DONT MAKE ME HACK A BROTHER
NOR BE BIASED TO ANOTHER 

ONLY A SUPREME BEING WRITES OUR DRAMA
FOR WHOM THEY CLAIM THEY CAUSE THIS TRAUMA
BUT HOW COULD FATHER
SAY SON HACK THY BROTHER ?

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Pride of the Pride

PRIDE OF THE PRIDE
FIERY FIRE FROM THE HUNTER'S EYES
TELL THE LUCKY PREY TO HIDE
AND LET THE UNLUCKY ONES BE HIS PRIZE

LORD OF THE SERENGETI
TOUCH NOT HIS MARE
HE NEEDS NOT YOUR PENNY
FOR BLOOD AND MEAT IS ALL HE CARE

PRIDE OF THE PRIDE
HARBINGER OF THE JUNGLE ROAR
DEADLY BITES ON ITS OWN KIND
ENORMOUS JAW ,ENORMOUS POWER

DEAR LITTLE CUB
WHEN YOU ARE CROWNED ,DON'T KILL A CUB

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Life

LIFE IS AN ISLAND
SURROUNDED BY THE OCEAN OF UNCERTAINTIES
LIFE  IS A BIRD
SOARING LOW AND HIGH

LIFE IS A DREAM
IT ENDS AT THE WAKE
LIFE IS A HURRICANE
BLOWING WITH RIGHTS AND WRONG

LIFE IS A JILTED LOVER
WITH SO MUCH PAIN INSIDE
LIFE IS SUNSHINE
IT SHINES AT THE END OF THE DARK

LIFE IS A CANDLE
IT BURNS AND BURNS AND BURNS
LIFE IS A RIVER
IT FLOWS AND FLOWS AND FLOWS

LIFE IS A FROWN
IT LASTS AS LONG AS IT CAN LAST
LIFE IS LAUGHTER
IT FILLS THE HEART WITH AWE

LIFE IS A STORY
IN THE MEMORY OF THE STORYTELLER
LIFE IS A SONG
SANG BY A SINGER