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The Curse of November

So the October sky let loose its stores
in drip and drop as nature restores
the wilted and silted back to life.

A rainbow here, a rainbow there.
All signs of good fortune in time.
The Shuramuroves* flock in distant sky,
criss-crossing in their flap of honor.
Seers cast bones to the harvest of March,
some say it will be too little some too much,
but the bushes are cleared,
Readied for what the farmer bestows.
Sheep bleat to the mounds of chaffs,
cattles goaded for the till
as children pleasure in rain dances.
Some catch ishwa for relish,
some make mud houses
in endeavor to turn around wishes.

Like fallen heroes buried to rise no more,
no seed underneath jingle with the bells of Christmas.
All hopes washed away by October storm.
Not even dew will save the bushes.
Skeletal trees hang, so void of foliage.
The blue sky ushers down the sun’s heat
to lick up our hopes in storms of dust
in relive of the gust of August.

Some say the breeze from the west
got us into this mess.
Some say the gods are longing for an apology
for the granted wish of that fateful November night.

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Fear

Behind my brows are horror scenes
Each blink am drifted in oblivion deep
In the fear archives within my genes
As cold trepidations in my heart creep
Beaming vivid horror acts of slavery.

Behind my brows I hear black souls
Wailing desperately in quandary state
Mothers nurse their toddler's sores
The custodians of the future's fate
Heavy load their tender shoulders bear.

Behind my brows I see dark images
Frantically wobbling under heavy wood
Whip driven further from their villages
Chained animals they're misunderstood
In the worst humanity servitude

Behind my brows fear hatchet it bears
Hides in wait to murder my black ego
Maybe I'm the off spring the feeble sires? 
Or am the pious to white man's credo
Too scared in inferiority complex.

Behind my brows a distant flame glows
The rich jungle in between is my fear
Who will extinguish it when it's close? 
Who will solicit loud that all can hear? 
Who will unhinge the mind shackles bear?

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Mental Case

I sing loud in my mumble
On serious matters i struggle
Mind wild like savannah jungle
It spurs jumbled thoughts
That regress in jerks and fumbles.

My presence to you is a disgrace
Im an outcast i am a mental case
Is it because i spoil in my own dress?
Is it because i toil in restless race?
Chasing after things im running from.

I have feelings you understand not
My brain is simply a melting pot.
Am chained but my mind is not
Im pained deep in thoughts
Tears drop in smile like an open tin
Pendulum of mood like a chameleon skin
Perdition like the worst of sin.

They say to the spiritual battle am a no winner
For devil dug deep to reside inner.
Holy hyssop wash to cleanse me cleaner

Oh, im a perfect abstract art
I reflect my badly soiled heart
A victim to my leaking mind
Dripping thoughts normals can't find.

Amidst all, our God still blesses
He showers the same amount of graces
Whether we captured in net of mental cases
Your love soothes my relentless mind paces.

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Epitath

Here lays a great swimmer
Who drowned to death
In shallow waters of whisky

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My Poetry

She stays in my lines
In my bars she dines
For my pen spits my love
She's my poetry, all and above
But like leaves scattered by gust
My words to her rarely last
For she sees no further than her brows
She reads but hardly knows
That she is the poetry in the ink
The image behind my every blink.

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Breath Taking Scourge

It started when he coughed.
Then we made jokes and laughed,
Hoping the curse we are is vindicated.
But the malady on lungs it feasted.
In its toxic smolder we chocked.
Rich and poor our doors we locked
In desperate timid fear
Of its heinous air scare
Disguising as fever it tripped
Through air as lungs it ripped
Taking many more caged
Victims, as its attempts surged
Menacing the old aged and kill
Both feeble and strong in thrill
Of an unleashed pandemic 
With the thirst of an atomic.
Just breathe in and out
God will win, there is no doubt.

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Proud of Black

I am black and proud! Oh Yes.  
I will sing it loud all years.  
Black is my skin calling.  
Out of black love you will never see me falling.  
I am a black tattoo inside out.  
I stay black whether I bleach it out.  
Because I’m not the melanin you see,  
But the cranium and genes you don’t see. 
It’s my color not skin reaction. 
I have been black since creation, 
Way before brown was the new black. 
Before witches rode on hyenas back. 
Before I got tubed in my father’s loin, 
I was black even in my Gods' plan. 
 I will stay black at what cost, 
"Black me back" if you see me lost. 
Because that’s true love if I love me. 
Pride is bad but am proud of me.

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Uneducate Me

So you taught me to fly
You taught me to buy
Using cash you call money
The exchange we did in trade
You said its old by time it'll fade

You taught me your language
So by you we can engage
On your level of understanding
My taung a savage talk
My stories you called them folk.

You taught me to dress
Title deed my land with address
Giving me a small portion
And you made me to pay
Then made laws for me to obey.

You taught me to teach others
I tried to teach my mothers
But they smiled in ignorance
Saying our sons are teachers
Educated to uneducate our cultures.

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Black Me Back

Im black im black
I don't melanin lack
Tribe begotten by sun
Heathed and fully done
I might be brown by fraud
But Inside im black and proud
A race that tamed hyenas
Riding them around like cotinas
Reared owls as fowls
Before our black wisdom was foiled
Black me back if i bleach it
Its my identity, to my heart stitch it.

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Bury Her In Sky Instead

The deceased pompus lady-
Who lays in check
Tripped before she was ready
Her billows of ego-
mummed in life's demise.

Is she really her-
who froze testos
By a mere horse stride of a walk-
Trashing men's alluring gestures
With a flaring condemnation glare
That glided past through figures-
With an ego of a she gazelle.

Yes, that one,
Bury her in the sky instead
For in the world full of us
She tip toed our desires
And opted to live alone
In the fantasy of our admires
Like by clouds you were sired.
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