In Enugu, where coal city dreams rise,
Beneath Nigeria’s sun, under African skies,
Hills whisper tales of Igbo grace,
Ancient spirits dance in this sacred place.
Palm trees sway, red earth hums low,
Nsukka’s wisdom in breezes flow.
Markets pulse with kola nut’s cheer,
Okpa’s warmth draws loved ones near.
From Awhum’s falls, where waters sing,
To Udi’s cliffs, where eagles wing,
Enugu binds the heart with pride,
Nigeria’s soul, where hopes abide.
In Africa’s embrace, her story’s told,
Of Enugu’s light, vibrant and bold,
A land of love, of strength, of song,
Where roots run deep, and dreams belong.
Categories:
enugu, africa, blessing,
Form: Rhyme
To Christopher Okigbo
To Chinua Achebe
To Wole Soyinka
To JP Clarks
To Habila Helon
A measure of time past
I am part of your dark side
To this wayward side of this wet Benue roads, children had learnt to be naked leaving their thoughts hang in the air,
Famished.
Cattle and herdmen
Death and people
The watermarks upon our woes.
Before the moon belched
And the wind sneezed loudly
After the sun unmasked the empty roads
The wetness of those roads split our innocence journeying from Enugu to kogi, and cattle, the roads companions;
retracing images of forgotten land.
Wounded dust groans
Grasses quake in communal voices
Journey testes like a sour chicken,
Like a village defeated by war,
Like a burning passion of hatred.
Those wet roads are the cause of our hunger Games and no politicians seen crying as the children are dying!
Forgetting the food basket of the land
Is forgetting our tomorrow in the hands of hunger!
Yours poetically,
©John Chizoba Vincent.
Categories:
enugu, abuse, africa, anger,
Form: Ballad
To those who came almost fully made
But were cut off short in life, go in peace;
Go in peace not in pieces, we care about you.
We can't fight now, our hands are tight behind,
Do not look with watery eyes to the hollow way;
Glittering and glowing perfectly, it is way to paradise.
History has been made and your names registered.
Posterity will not forget those blood spilled
Harshly on the hot thirsty sand of Enugu-
'Ka odina ndokwa, kachifo ndi oma obigbo'.
I have seen your names written in the sky,
Looking at the face of the sun, I wept,
I got deaf at the elegy rendered by the birds.
Those thousand hands can not count my tears
If it were to be counted and see my sorrow flowing.
Tribute so long have been written and read,
Songs so terrible and ear breaking had been sung,
Looking at the maggotting bodies laid in mass;
Those bodies slaughtered like a funeral rams,
My heart sank in a mournful manner.
Ka odi na ndokwa O, emesia anyi ga afu.
(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Voice Of Vincent 2016
Categories:
enugu, abuse, africa, art,
Form: Blank verse
Author: Okechukwu Iroegbu
Title: Let them hear...
Let them hear...
From the hills of Isuikwuato
My sleepy hilly land'e
From my new'est bride Uyo
To the ancient muds of Enugu
From Makurdi's Benue river beach
To those peaked crags of Jos
Let them hear...
As I dream of the undying
Lights of the Lagoon city
The snake lanes of Abuja
Cockcroachin' thru undergrounds
From the deserts of Damaturu
And the grasslands of Jalingo
Let them hear...
That I am a citizen of Owerri town
That my Calabar is very pretty
That Ibadan I adore so much
That Minna is a scenic beauty
That Kano makes much of the Suya I love so
much
That Port Harcourt is really a city of liberty
Let them hear...
That I love you my Nigeria
Categories:
enugu, africa
Form: ABC
Tic tac! Tic tac! Time flies
Encompassing fears and tribulations, she smiles
A second's like a gemstone before her eyes
Trying to please the World before the night cries
What a prodigious woman
Mother of my mother
Without prevaricating, the astonishing wonder
Among many, she dominates like thunder
Made a name that no man can put asunder
What a prodigious woman
Round thew globe and down to Enugu city
Protects her children with love and ferocity
Her achievements soaring the greatest mountain
And her exquisite body that makes men hunting
What a prodigious woman
So tremendous
Extraordinarily gorgeous
Precisely adventurous
Extremely dexterous
Really fabulous
Truly marvelous
Gallantly fantabulous
Finally prodigious
What a PRODIGIOUS woman
Dedicated to my grandmother, Mrs Egbuna.
By Kbillion
Categories:
enugu, dedication, family, hope, life,
Form: ABC
day after day
he came here
his mournful tale to tell
upon an old torn suit
he was in the world
unlucky was the lot
so said he
old coal mourner
digging out
was his revered job
upon the treasury land
from dawn to dusk
digging for nice one
the revered old lord
so said father
upon enugu coal city
now that the tunnels
are deeper than abyss
o, from the death-traps!
thither he had fled
Categories:
enugu, satireold, old,
Form: I do not know?