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Pamela Why

(The Revelation...)

I felt my heart jumping out of my body the moment i heard papa call your name
It was like a trance to me
Shown on a dualized page of pain and doubt
This must be an unprecedented joke! I thought
As I just needed to be normal again

(The Story Begins...)

I could still remember that hopeless night
When I received that call - 
The very heartbreaking news
That I was no more good
For the $20,000 dollar business offer
Which was the prime of my breakthrough

Suddenly, life almost pathed ways with me
Turning my deep blue sky into grey
Cause the sugar has slipped off my lips
And the golden egg snatched between my palms
Leaving my anticipated heaven a pool of hell water

But even in my hopes-crash
I was still fine because you cuddled me,
You cuddled me like a weaning child
Held my hurting head between your cleavage
And told me I would be fine
And that, 'this too shall pass'

I believed you
Because all I wanted was just the comforting words of a true friend
And I got them!

You were the backbone of my strength
You were the lens of my focus
You were the pillar on which my hope leaned
But little did I know that you were just a wild beast in a domestic cave

(Feelings of betrayal sets in...)

I still can't believe you kissed me with a slap in my face
You stabbed me and told me I would be fine
You made me hungry and gave me a little buns
You made me cry and gave me a tiny wipe to dry my tears

(Voice started shrieking...)

Wait... Wait... Wait...

But we discussed about it
And you told me I would be fine

We even prayed about it
And you told me God was in charge
Meanwhile, you were in charge

(Heart burned and feelings bursted...)

Ah! My heart breaks and bleeds
For who I revered the most was the landlord of my sufferings

(Mind retrospects in pains...)

But I loved you
I trusted you
We shared everything in common
Cause I valued our friendship
And wanted our bond to last for ever
But here is my reward...

Pains...!

You turned my laughter into pains
And wrote my name in the book of lamentation
That every leave I flip
Reveals the bitter page of my dark morning

Pamela...

You have become a torn in my flesh
And a sore in my wound
Every sight of you seems like beholding the shadow of death
I will forever regret the day our paths crossed

And though heaven has judged
And the truth revealed
This scar will never go away
Cause this question forever rings in my head...

...PAMELA WHY?

© A poetic monologue written by GREAT JAJA

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The Missen Rib

It was a shock 
Even though I didn’t check the clock
That colorful approach blew my mind
Cause it was seldom to find

Prior to this time, panted my heart 
like never before
My system shook in search of the 
missen…
My members anticipated for as long 
as I waited
For time tickled slowly in delay of 
fate 

But something keeps beeping in my 
head
Up! Up! It seems far away in the sky
Soaring with birds of unequal 
feathers
And I know that’s ‘’U’’

When will force of gravity start 
working in opposite?
When will rapture show its face?
Even if rapture and gravity take to 
no concern,
Then I will board a plane

But still waiting for gravity to go hay-
wire,
Suddenly comes the heaven kissing 
the earth.
And now comes my dreams at my 
disposal
Oh! What an aura to behold.

See her smiling to attract sentence
My star, my heart, my baby
The rib that left before my inception
You’ve just filled the lacuna.

For I was blind yet could see your 
heart
Dumb, but could still tell you that I 
love you
Deaf, but heard you when you called 
my name
Lame, yet walked into your life

Your eyes prints give me a reason to 
stay
Your sonority reverbs in my tympanic 
membrane-all wisdom like a sonic 
boom
Hmm! I feel the euphoria of true 
love
And I know we’ll forever move with 
the speed of light

Now, my members dangle for joy
They jingle doggedly because of this 
mingle
And never would I want to remain a 
single
For my heart still pants to answer 
your emotional questions

But…. Wait for a while!
Don’t I need some check up?

Ah! My chemistry has lost its sense 
of organization
My members gyrate even when I 
don’t  take cigarette
I am drawn to what I cannot 
understand
But that’s not my fault
Cause at the touch of love, everyone 
becomes a poet.

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50th Independence and You

It is fifty now
Yet what a pity now
It is difficult to say how
But at last you can't wait to shout wow!

Prior to independence were dead stones without ears
Ere half their days in a dark world and wide
Dancing to the rhythm of extortionist leadership for years
Wow! thank God for independence to confide

Optimism was our next option
But could nepotism ever let this option function?
creating a pseudo leadership and fellowership in duo
Oh what a pathetic status quo

Still swinging to sweep the days of the traitors
Their songs are wrong for these days
Let's blend their rhythm with our composition
And create a new song for her

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Physiology of the Honey-Moon Night

Lying side by side
In the heart of a cold night
Just me and you
Nobody else…

(Preparatory phase begins)

Winter sensation sets in
Sensational reflex blends in
Slender limbs make slimy moves
Little finger touches set the pace
Body chemistry changes control

(Excitatory phase begins)

Electric signals are sent
Heart rate ascends
Blood flow transcends
Tingling sensations received
Body waves retrieved
And a spike potential achieved

(Take off phase begins)

Eyes lock while lips contact
Arms encircle to attach warm embrace
Emotions interlace
Action potential ignites
Higher center shuts down
Then a journey begins
To the garden of unending feels

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The Master Piece

This piece is a master piece
Inspired by the master
Who really owns every piece
And has given me this piece
To piss out to everyone out here
Who is already getting pissed-off by life’s piece
And now in search of peace

And for everyone who has been broken into pieces
This piece is coming to you from the desk of our master 
Who is the piece maker
And has promised to give you peace by all means
For the chastisement of our peace was laid upon Him

In fact, He is the master piece
For without the master,
No one can ever be in peace.

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His Name Is Jesus

A dignitary, a friend, a father, a king
The only king that was born in a manger
And ended up as a manager
And now sits in the heavens
Making the earth his footstool
As the overall manager
That after now, anyone who still sees him as a stranger
Is already in danger

As a manager, he doesn’t have a P.A
Yet can never make mistakes
He is the only manager who does not need a coach
Before he can feature his mercy in your life’s tournament
In the league of champions or champions league
He is always at the top of the table
He is the only manager whose love for his fans is more concentrated than acid

Do you want to feel high?
Take him like your drink
Smoke him like your grass
Because he is the most high
In fact, that makes me call him my royal highness

I call him the faithful pastor
The first and last prophet
The origin and insertion of creation
The magistrate of our efficiency
Our burden bearer

Some call him the beginning and the end
But I call him
God at the beginning, 
God at the end
And God in between
Cause he is the one who began the beginning
Yet did not begin in the beginning
Because the beginning couldn’t have begun
If the beginner just began in the beginning 

With him, you can be sure that life is good
Because he is more reliable than LG
With him, you don’t need either Glo or MTN networks
To rule your world everywhere you go

You don’t need a face book page to like him
You don’t need a twitter account to follow him
You don’t need a Google map to search for him
You don’t need a blackberry pin to ping him

All you need to do is to subscribe to heavenly free BIS now
And enjoy free life’s unlimited data

His name is JESUS

Jesus is the key
And if Jesus is the key, 
Then any life without him is titled “off key”.

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Making the Music

I hear a chord
It resounds so deep in my ears 
It feels like the secrete chord
That David played to please the lord

This chord resounds ding dong in my head like slow-bells
A harmony more resounding than symphony
Emanating between 12 keys of blacks and whites
Hidden in one lock held by Touch-keys

Pounding those vibrating strings
His fingers bleed between keys
As crying strings elicit feelings
And stir up my imagination

Hmmm!
This sound rocks like a classical jazz
Mixed up with some blues
Just to manipulate a soul

Quietly, my head tilts up and down
My nerves hum various melody lines
My feet tap slowly but steady to the beat
And my heart glows in ecstasy

Cause, every note he strings raptures my soul
Takes me out of the terrestrial
Ignites sensational feelings in me like soul
And then leaves me in the celestial

Together,
Let’s make the music
But first,

Roll out the drums with some strokes
Strut in the fret with callused fingers
Exhale the flute like a whistle
Touch those keys like Touch-keys
Hold that mic with some style
And unleash the psalms

Let the music flow through you like a stream
That flows even in your dream
Let it hit you where you’ll feel no pain
And stimulate your every hidden note

For the power of your melody is your own
Cause, your melody lies in your soul
No one can hum it
No one can take it
Because, our life walks in our song

It only takes a whole tone of faith
To master our piece
But we must first learn;
To embrace our sharps and flats
And still don’t B-flat

Take a semi-breve to think before we play
Never stop at the  bar-line
And never let the bar-line stop us 
But always utilize our seconds
For our time interval is as short as a half-step

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Heart Broken

Just wish I die
I know you can hear my heart cry
Even if it doesn’t matter to you the length at which I sigh
But why?

You told me I was your groom, yet you took me like your broom
You told me I was your honey and made me spend all my money

I took away my pride just to make you my bride
I almost lost my life trying to make you my wife

I pampered you, yet you had me in your pampers
I decided not to let your dreams slip-off, yet you took me like your slippers

I bought you many phones just to make sure you never lose your tones
I even forsook the scriptures, believing that in you I could find the true picture of my future

I disobeyed my mother just to make you my first choice
I made you number one my merit list, yet you had me last on your supplementary list

I wrote your name with a golden pen in the widest tablet of my heart
And made you my priority, yet you had me in the minority

Like major networks, I made you glow with pride and rule your world everywhere you go, and now you are talking

Why do you disappoint my feelings and get me kneeling
You make my heart skip per second billing with no filling

My heart is failing me…
My kidneys are losing their bonds in covalence
My members are in search of a new beginning
For darkness has eaten up the silent chord of a gentle soul

If only I listened
If only I read the sign
 If only I knew the season and time

If only I searched the scriptures
If only I saw the future
If only I could have another chance to make it better
But only if I waited…

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But Sacrifice

Actions speak louder than voice, they say
Words think louder than thoughts, I say
Always listening to me feels better than ever, you say
But sacrifice…

It’s the reason why we are here
It’s the soul of existence
It’s the advance nature of our true selves
Yet goes beyond self

It’s more honest than spoken words
It’s more resounding than music

 It’s more than just feelings
It’s borne out of a genuine heart
It’s an extension of our inner convictions
The total expression of true love

For what greater sacrifice hath a man than this
That a man gave up his life for his friend

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The Pleasing Pain

Hmm! what a pleasing pain
Beyond physiological agreement to earn
He decided to maintain like there was no gain
Although threatened by the fierce to confront, but did not restrain

The cross was so heavy, yet he did not crumble
Even though he tumbled, he still refused to fumble
They doubled the trouble, yet he remained humble
All was to make him rumble into a grumble

Even at the eleventh hour, he was unlimited to oppose
Knowing that God could compose other alternatives to transpose
Yet he remained proposed for his mission not to be disposed
Because he had a purpose which was yet to be exposed

Now he had all these done because he didn't want to be lazy
Even when he knew it was not easy
He just had to keep the mission busy
Because that was the only way he could make us form effizy