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Nnaemeka Oruh Poem
Through the sandy paths of Mbaraegbu
Egbu's menacing stature a spur on
I balled through dusty Mbaraobom
Bought agidi ocha at Mbaraicheku
Unfulfilled,I waltzed pass Ndoru
To Okpara Square,then Eleme
Golden Tulip held no solace
Rosie,a snooker consolation
I wanted more
Emptiness,my gratification
Then,you nimbly came
Greatness in physique was not your gift
But your brains over boiled!
That,I saw(I know you didn't know)
Our meeting was like
Bonnie meeting Clyde,
But in sameness of sexes!
And a new world was created!
If I love you,it is because
When a kindred spirit meets another
The communion gives birth to
A new world order
Sex with a virgin mother non-inclusive
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Nnaemeka Oruh Poem
First class brains
Streets populated with them
Flaunting certificates--useless
Plus innate knowledge practical,
But unrecognised
Tightfisted bourgeois;
Alienated job opportunities
Reserved for own kids born and unborn
Capitalism overblown;nauseous
Grab and keep philosophy elevated
Who do you know?Who don't you know?
Keys to haven
You could trudge to the Sahara,
Build sand dunes,clamber atop
To reach the top and maybe sunlight
Slight wind,and you are on the floor:
No foundations
Pack sands,feed on them
Who cares?
Hollow eyes witnessing a party
The favoured few,on Owambes
Overfed.Toothpicks in mouths
Dogs too,fed fat with flesh
Dogs now reject bones
Leftovers left to sour,thrown away
First class brains,crawl in dustbins
Vultures competing
Some days,vultures feed too
On first class brains' corpses
Hollow-eyed pleas.Unheeded
Gentle songs of plea,
Didn't make them yield
Clangs on empty sardine tins
Music violent,tempo risen
They glanced at them,and looked away
Then one day,hunger and anger fired desperation
Bread knives came in handy
Well-fed guts are carved apart
All energy used
Denouement.
The vultures came in the evening
And held a huge feast
Copyright © Nnaemeka Oruh | Year Posted 2012
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Apocalypse
Pattering on roofs
Like defiant horse hoofs
The whirlwind;
Deafening thunderclaps
Dark night seared by
The brightest of lightening
Harbingers of the deluge
The heavens opened
Sheaths of rain, linking up with
Other sheaths 'raining' from underneath
Tarred streets turned to streams--
at the beginning--and gradually
Dry land turned to rivers
Bungalows submerged
Tall trees and six storey buildings
next in line.
Oceans, seas and rivers
Have merged,
Plants and animals submerged
Underneath the deluge,
where I battle for breath,
A waterproof Holy Book floats
And my mind races back to:
And God spake unto Noah...
Neither shall all flesh
be cut off any more
by the waters of a flood
Copyright © Nnaemeka Oruh | Year Posted 2012
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