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The nagging thoughts of my sleeping heroes haunt a chamber of my hearts Weary of guilty mind, I decided to appease the heads of our string Like a prodigal I walked as stormy cloud envelop the tranquil path Totem of my clan stood proudly, gazing me their repented offspring I kneel before a head stone as solemn tune toll from mystical instruments My tear drop touched the sympathetic hearts of the late Gently pearling breeze signaled their invisible present I felt their caressing touch as my heart pulsates I am guilty oh fathers of the greats For I was lost in modernity-age of excessive pleasure Accept my plea oh noble men of late For thou hold the key of our eternal treasure According to African Igbo mythology, one must be in good term with his ancestors in order to be successful in life For Francine Robert's Totem in the darkening sky contest

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Date: 11/18/2011 12:22:00 AM
I like this poem particularly because of the Igbo mythology laced in. Congrats Joe.
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Date: 9/6/2011 3:36:00 AM
Great just great, thank you for your kind comments, God bless robert
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Date: 8/19/2011 7:58:00 AM
This is great Joseph, very well expressed........best of luck in the contest!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Date: 8/17/2011 2:59:00 PM
nice piece
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Date: 8/17/2011 2:01:00 PM
Thank you Joseph for sharing your creative poetry with us. I will be back another time to read more. Love, Carol
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