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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required One day, I will write many words that Shall not be uttered by many men but Those in the tribe of poetry and painters. My dance shall be flowered with words And my eyes will establish a boundary That connect great men to dine in one Table where words are made to beautify. One day, I will be a poet that paint world, I will look into your eyes and read you. I will draw the figure of your thought and Relax astraying voices and muse with letters. I shall talk to the birds and sing along with them, Gallop with the horses at the field of life, Because poetry comes slow but never die fast. I have touched the head of poetry behind close door, Tomorrow I shall kiss her mouth and make love To her for the exchange of blood between us; Blood that will purge out iniquities from my vein, Because poets I have seen are spotless and sinless. In me shall the clarion call be made of change, When I write, millions shall laugh in peace. When I write, the crook trees shall be straight again. One day, I shall be a poet that men shall not interpret wrongly whatsoever he has written down. Their thoughts will be my singing voice, Their eyes will be my researching library. Their voices the beating drums that tells me to move on, one day, I will write about this place when i Become a poet and the world recognises my voice. One day, I will be a poet that retire not, One day, your mistake shall be my grace, The failure of this country shall be the thought of my pen when I become a poet whose blood is hotter than the blazing flame in the blood of Wale and Niyi. Someday, some time, I shall be the voice of one Crying in the wilderness for my people. (C) John Chizoba Vincent Voice of Vincent 2016
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