Long Jos Poems

Made in Neonazia

Life wrote you and I this poem on a sunny day of watching
penguin’s colonies bathing on the beaches near Cape Town 
A splendid display of harmony of sun ocean and tourist attraction
warm sand...

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Some things are lost along the line
Some things, beautiful and fine
Driving down the lone road to the stream in my hamlet
It’s like yesterday; like catching birds from their nest
I giggled as I drove by
Mothers breast...

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And this song fell out from my father's lips:
Of boys learning to drop the corpse of their
parents' bodies on the high mountain of Jos, 
Of  girls who came home learning to place fingers 
on...

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I am looking for dream interpreters.
My name is Goodluck
Don’t swear yet please, don’t “****”
I am no president or “less”
Neither am I clueless
Parents christened me Goodluck
So if there be name sake as me
Well, that is bad...

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Conceived and born in the rainforest 
I have traversed the Savanna and the Mangrove
I have trudged through its Swamp 
And dwelt I have in its Woodland	
But I only bear tales of 
The Montane and the...

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Again! 
We woke up to the gory tale of another one
A carnage of a gargantuan quantum
An appalling scenario
That left us wondering of an inferno
Once again, 
Terror reigned like King over us

Jos, the capital city of...

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A place to be; a home to live,
Full of cultures and traditions,
rivers of live.
In crossing the Mediterranean,
‘criss-crossing’ the continent, you see…


A mountain of rivers,
running the Niles to desert,
crossing the Niger to the ocean,
a Congo in...

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Hacked down at dawn is the tree that would have blossomed
Maimed is the navel that sometimes may have grown straight
Burned is the candle that may have shone in a dark path
Stifled is the dream that...

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A list of names this contest needs
But what to pick to serve this deed?
I'll use the census - names top ten
And express my wisdom - pseudo zen

Surprised by sudden traffic jam
Essential for your brakes to...

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You for noh
Say I dey shine my eyez
Coz na so so wahalla wey dey shine for my head top

You for noh
Say na I jos dey parade my gari den granot
So sey hunger no go kill...

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I wake up every
morning
to ask myself
'what's happening'?
God gave us oil in
the Delta,
waters in the Benue
and Niger,
mineral resources
all over.
Though we've no
natural disaster,
but we got loopholes
that need plaster.
And now we are
falling assunder,
that is making me
wonder,
am even behaving
strange...

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To gain acceptability
You let yourself in on crowd mentality
With all this capacity
And intrinsic ability
You consciously decide the mortality
Of your own capability
You deny individuality
And instead accept multiplicity
All in search of false glory
You toy with your own...

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** A trauma on Xmas eve, 24/12/2010, late night.**

     BLOOD CHRISTMAS

Christmas bliss! Christmas bliss!!
Bliss turned sour, sour turned blood.
Blood wrought cry, the cry for the brutally
Departed....
As soon as mid night surfaced,...

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My people I have seen seas of pains
With series of painted assaults and
Hatred from elites of illiteracy
My people no not again my people
For it is the same people that gives
Us this sad injection of deprivation
If...

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Coming in disguise and 
In a side by side system.
Never coming in open ways
For if this occure, all shall 
Take cover.

It comes in disguise and with
Treasure, leisure, pleasurable and desirable 
Things.
If all these abound, many...

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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...

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Then the leader in a flash
Sent his bullet through my 
Pregnant wife’s stomach, 
Sending the bullet out of her 
To my little girl’s brain.
He was a killer glutton, for he turned to my 
Son’s brain,...

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