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Promising Young Man

PROMISING YOUNG MAN 

  

Hear the travails of a single mother 

Traded her heaven for love 

But hopes and dreams short-lived and ran 

Now she cries aloud to every woman 

Be ware of a promising young man 

  

He promised to move me mountains 

He vowed to spring forth like fountains 

At my faintest whisper when in need 

And called on cupid to strike him stupid 

If he is short of a word or letter in his creed 

  

He stands and mopes as though lost in lust 

 It is vanity to yearn and lust over dust 

He calls my left keg wonderful 

And the right he christened as powerful 

Both together he called beautiful 

  

He said the sun rises in my glittering eyes 

That heaven is hid between my very thighs 

And will persevere till he finally makes it to heaven 

He spoke sweet sounding sermons as time ticked eleven 

Words like fetters, held hostage a lass due home for seven 

  

He said my presence did make him shiver 

And for my absence, he’ll cry me a river 

If only I would be his all in one miss 

He’ll treat me to a night of ceaseless kiss 

And our ever after will be made of an endless bliss 

  

Little did I know that the name I bore was a loan 

Soon I’ll be striped of the same and left to moan alone 

From my heaven he’s got saints numbering up to seven 

Deserted in this lonely cold night as time ticked eleven 

He’s abandoned me and all the saints in search for a new heaven

Copyright © Chukwuemeka Mbah | Year Posted 2012



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Pointing Fingers

You are one of the reasons
Why they inflate their quote
If you had seized the seasons
Good men could have had your vote


You are one of the reasons
Why our sweet land has gone sour in waste
Here is one of your multiple treasons
You aid corruption just to suit your taste


You are one of the reasons we wedge weighty wrath
Bombs daily detonate like fickle fireworks far north
You decided to do nothing but shut your mouth
So they took our weary sail south

You are one of the reasons the land is inflicted with rape
Overflowing in abundance yet you mong like a greedy ape
Alas our land is grey and old but not due
And it hurts me to know that I am also you.

Copyright © Chukwuemeka Mbah | Year Posted 2013

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My Web Foot Friend

Now to the world of the amphibians

In search of my dear web foot friend

A native of all lands with countless fans

Croaks in tears and nears his dead end

 

Now to the fresh water and pond

In search of my web foot friend amidst the fog

To the rescue i come like the legendary bond

to save my web foot friend the frog

Copyright © Chukwuemeka Mbah | Year Posted 2013

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Ibo Men

IBO MEN




Ever seen a nation:

of men who added extra to their ordinary

of men who became super in the natural

of men who inserted meta to the physical

of men who brought in 'IM' to mortality

men who in search for a fair nut

prospered even in the far north

and cheered others to fear not

men who arose when many were called and few chosen

burning with passion when many were cold and few frozen

men while colleagues where in sitted were out standing

and have vowed never to sit in but stand out

men who through faith change and recreate fate

men who defy deities to kiss destiny

took terestial trade from global to celestial

men who now trade words with gods

Ndi Igbo

rooted in Nigeria and prospering in diaspora

if only Oha Na Eze could be ONE

then IBOs will forever be Indivisible Brothers Occupying stately

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Habit

I'm often repeated and hardly defeated

Could be good, bad or ugly

it all depends on what you make of me

I run a full course when fully encrypted

I am Habit

 

I can make you soar sky high

As well as fuel your eyes to cry

Can lead you to great profit

or lay you down underneath

Its still me Habit

 

A friend to both the achiever and mediocre

The very small stream that makes a river

What's your flavour? I make and mar

Can keep you redundant or take you far

 

Call me Habit

Be firm with me and you'll achieve a great feat

Be easy with me and you'll be wasted six feet

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Love

Love
If you were a work of fiction
I’ll call you Cupid
If you were to be a sign
I’ll cross my arms
If you were to be my date
I’ll call you February the Fourteenth

Love

Both verb and noun
As to numbers you are four
To colours you are red
To shapes you are a heart
To toys you are a teddy
To insects you are a butterfly
To destitute you are Charity
As to specie you are Agape
Yet still-
I wonder and ponder
On who and what you are.

Love

Passion girded with action
Cars call you Ferrari
Cities call you Paris
Plants call you Rose
Fools call you sex
Humans call you Christ
Scriptures call you God

Love

You were valentine to saints
You were Theresa to Nuns
The Mandela of Politicians
Many times used
Many times abused
A Terrestrial word
With Celestial origin
You make Legends- those who live and lead a life of love



20th/21st Aug. 2011
 emekA mbaH

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Pages of the Book

On earth on a Mission
purpose redefined with singleness of vision
clarity came cause i sat to look
through the pages of the book


Some days skipped with nothing to dine
some nights slept with nothing to wine
yet more nourished than a royal cook
for i am best fed from the pages of the book


When I lost focus and fell
drowning in the depths of the well
yet I was lifted by an unseen hook
as i flipped through the pages of the book


What about you my dear friend
when the terrestrial race comes to an end
and death vomits all that it ever took
will your name be found on the pages of the book

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False Cause

FALSE CAUSE

Elite few for their political reasons & scheming

in deception drew many feeble fellows with a tint of religious emotion

Men who do evil in the name of good and serve the devil in the name of God

Wonder why we would worship deities if we have to protect them and defend their cause

and their feeble faithfuls faithfully fan a false cause

Boko Haram

Biko Hara'm

 

You claimed to be anti western education

But you are pro western technology & ammunition

fruits of a failed marriage, the abomination of amalgamation

Men of customized violence & signature blood shed

Lo you've turned a green land red

survivors who once bled are now dead

Boko Haram

Biko Hara'm

 

You claimed your problem was the government

But you bombed the unarmed and innocent

I know of a place you'll never raze or dent

Too many Mosquitoes standing untouched and fat

Yet you set ablaze a moving Church rat

Which heavens do you connect from your mat

Boko Haram

Biko Hara'm

 

Some Say you are fanatical and political

Others say your cause is unrealistic, cannibalistic & tribalistic

Whatever the case, I loathe your bloody passion & fashion

You smoked to ashes mother and child

and returned untimely to dust a groom and his bride

Yet some keep mum, others speak in tongues tender and mild

Boko Haram

Biko Hara'm

 

You double the woes of the Niger-area

and in your folly, threw stones at the market square

You've lost some of your own and soon to be deserted alone

Imagine the opportunities lost at a senseless cost

In my mother-tongue, I bid you to end this wrong

Boko Haram

Biko Hara'm

 

I have had this burden borne like a laden camel

it is true our beliefs differ in Isaac and Ishmael

Yet i entreat you in the name of our father Abraham

Let folks flock in your pastures without fear of harm

For infected with dirge is my song that is sung

True we do not share a common tongue

But its crystal clear we share a common skin

The victims of your transferred aggression ask,'What is our sin?'

are we the government or the western education so forbidden?

Sheath your explosive swords and let words detonate from your mouth

Remember the support and base of every North is a supplying South

Boko Haram

Biko Hara'm

 

C'emeka Mbah 9:50am 19/05/2012

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A Place Called There

Not too far from here
Lies the dream terrace I hear
The haven of bliss and solace
A glamorous gem of a place
The end of a weary quest
The trophy in fiery contest

Not too far from here
Sits the crown we lived to dare
Purple pride of an intellectual struggle
The green goal of a ceaseless hustle
A place we once asked where
Still seem so far yet so near.

Not too far from here
Stand the Mentors we hold dear
Men who were not shy to believe
Men who fought fear to achieve
The exclusive pass to the hall of fame
for those whose brand is in their name

Your there may differ from mine
I run my route and you run thine
But run we must run and not turn
We sacrifice pleasure and shun fun
Because, not too very far from here
Is a place called there.

Dare to get there.

 


6:17pm, Friday 5th.April 2013

by C'emeka Mbah

www.poeticpowers.blogspot.com, @emekambah2

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Procrastination

it's best done later and not now

tomorrow will be perfect i can vow

Why yoke yourself like a laden cow?

 

The cloud is heavy and ready to snow

Be merry with life and take it real slow

And in observing the cloud u didn't sow

 

Alas the seed dies with its great potential

buried with a would have been credential

The plan became an aborted mission

Because procrastination stole the vision

Copyright © Chukwuemeka Mbah | Year Posted 2013

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