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Nwadike Chinedu Poem
The drum that made us,
beating dum! dum! dum!
calling for a feast,
beating tim! tim! tim!
when things are wrong..
The drum of Africa,
our culture and tradition,
your sound is our identity,
our joy and sorrow lies in you,
our collective knowledge is in you.
You are gone, gone forever,
you'll live in our dreams and stories,
moving from son to sons,
from daughter to daughters,
when you sound dum! dum! dum!
we'll remember where we came from.
Copyright © Nwadike Chinedu | Year Posted 2005
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Nwadike Chinedu Poem
I started i, because I felt it,
even the rains of life could't stop me,
even the sun that dried the dream of the weak,
fired my endless ocean of dream which is endless,
heating till no heat is left in the sun.
I did all these with just fate!
I made fate stand and walk around me,
fate the potter, moulding my destiny.
Because I'm in a live dream.
Two things worked for my success,
my body, my spirit emanating from the soul,
working also towards two things,
success and failure, life and death,
still believing in my fate, my friend,
till the day my effort will make a choice,
depending on the efficiecy of my life
Copyright © Nwadike Chinedu | Year Posted 2005
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Nwadike Chinedu Poem
One song not known but by one,
the song that could change better to best,
a song that could change worse to worst,
the song that lived while men slept.
The song is sung when you read,
the rithym follow your thinking,
the soundtrack goes as the footsteps,
the chorous is the meaning you realized.
when you have read,thought,walked and reasoned,
the song starts to do its work.
Don't read unknown lines,
nor walk in an unknown lane,
or... the song will be sung,
who knows what next that follows,
good... or evil.
The living song
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Nwadike Chinedu Poem
A song by the bridge,
we sang towards the end,
when the sky seem dim,
and the sun seeking refuge.
A song by the bridge,
when an ocean between us,
we watch the tides apart,
singing the chorous together,
A song by the bridge,
the common thing we have,
when the feelings were gone,
a song by the bridge,
a song of memories,
will remain our song,
till we meet ashore!
Copyright © Nwadike Chinedu | Year Posted 2005
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Nwadike Chinedu Poem
wondering if it could ever be,
when i used to be blameless,
standing every great fear with smiles,
solving every great with smiles,
when i learnt the power of smiles.
can i ever stand by my words,
scrolling back to the days of truth,
searching my happy bag lined with truth,
that was then anyway,
now, i lost my conscience.
sorry for my victims, i sorry them,
whose heart,i couldn't tell true,
who will never believe my eyes,
my tears and even my truth,
"the first impression matters a lot"
i started with the wrong key,
"any thing with a supernatural beginning,
the end can never be natural"
only when there is true chang!!
Copyright © Nwadike Chinedu | Year Posted 2005
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