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One Race

The firmament above, beneath we exist,
This diversity in divine artistry
Same eyes divers sizes
Different skin same sin
Different color same honor
Same human same humor
Why try to sort out maize from corn? They are all same
Cus just one shot, your race wont spare you

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The Promised Land

I look forward to that rising tide
The current has never been so low 
That we sail in style so calm
Rest deepens without panic 
The tweets sweeter than never 
The sun brighter than ever 

Mr sailor how did you stir on course? 
Because i still see us within the radar 
The arrow precisely points our destination 
It has disproved our dissolution 
And reproved our evaluation 

Could we have crossed over the red sea 
Because what i see now seems magical 
Falcons hover randomly above with joy they sing 
I thought it was a myth what they told us 
If we keep course, we'll get to that promised land
We'll bath in milk,roost in honey and bask under the hot supplies

This i saw so real
So sad it's only a dream.

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War

How has it dawn on us so soon when we hadn’t even achieved much?
Why has the marketplace ceased to buy and sell so scanty the streets wither away
The clouds becomes more darkened as smokes ascend randomly our fields are on fire
We can feel the rain but it has lost its coldness

I hear more voices than I usually heard
This time of crying and wailing rather than chatting and hailing
Voices
chanting and singing songs of war
Dust and gun powders like fog fill the air,
with great rumble the battle rages
The long night tarry on nobody has awakened
Some privileged to pass on to the other side
Total transmission from what we see now
Carcasses litter the streets as we run from pillar to post
Yet not so sure where the lot may fall
Great assets lost in hot zones, they shouldn’t have taken the guns,
Gravesides more frequent than bedsides

When did we become such serious foes?
That tears can’t seem to mend?
We let our children die by our own hands and still squeeze our sorry faces
How valuable is this trophy, hope it’s worth the pains we are feeling now?

We match in battalions, onward we go
Faces brimming with boldness and courage,
Though fear still takes its partition
We leave behind loved ones not so sure,
like walking into the lions cave to kill or be killed
Jumping over strip wires, nice try
Only to step on landmines
A time to team up with death taking from one end
While it continues from the other side in its own way
Orphans, widows and widowers we make at will that which we had once pitied
What caused this sudden change?
So unfortunate many fighting ignorantly yet arrogantly

Now we pull down our once fancied walls to build more refugee camps and fill them
We overstretching science and make of men expendables
A time we show how much we can take

What we depict now is wickedness rather than strength
In this game
Winners are
Always
Rude

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War Regret

Our brothers were born upside down
They were conceived by mistake.....and 
our fathers choose to call them prodigal

Who would have thought as much?
With their faces beaming with smiles as 
their foreheads shone bright with promising future,
There names we never wished to forget because
 they made us live reciting it again and again
But they ended up stamped on grave stones just because 
they were too obedient to pick up the gun and had gone

Now we wished they weren’t born at all
We wished they hadn’t picked up the gun but run
We wished we were wishes
We wouldn’t have wished war.

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Mushroom Life

If of diamond life is fabricated
wont for naught death be?

If in strong room life is kept
will for ages it last the treats of time?

If in rings of knights life is placed
can the shields remain formidable in all?

How did life leave so soon
could she have left the fortress of safety?

We cannot easily comprehend what’s above us
but can only be explaining by living on
Because rather on trust and faith our lives are hinged,
amidst spears and arrows our faces beams with hope
Our tomorrow we only wish to grasp yet make plans for
We cost the price of the unseen lucky to guessed rightly

life grows like mushrooms
some plucked away still young
Yet others grow grey before they time out

We open our eyes to see things this way
They’ll remain this way when we close them

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Burning Torch

on this journey I’ll keep up
going up the hill and down the valley
stumbling down and rising up
cruel bruises I sustain

because I must keep going
day or night it makes no difference
whether walls of fire or scare crows surround me
my will is to keep my torch burning

With or without a shoulder to lean on
my legs wont faint carrying me
till when my age retires

I want to tell the story
From experience and not from reference
I want to speak of my journey just from the start
and make an echo)))))))))))))))))))))....)))

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Open Surgery

With my pen I operate my skin
Unveiling my within yes my scheme
In agony and pain boiling as steam
From my veins multiples of stream
flowing in style with rhythm

My hearty wounded is made plane
My grief visible to read though make rain
This message gushing out buy me more time
I shed tears not for the pain but the vain
I let the tide flow with the reading
and just not to fault this feeling
I make sure on each line is a teaching
to a depressed soul an epitome of healing
in its own way of dealing
Such cruise has only been within

A balm of relief to the stressed out
A source of belief to the called out
A backbone to strengthen the feeble
and wise counsel to the troubled,
 cheering up the ruffled and enlightening the ignorant 

a war song boosting morale to victory.

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Sweats and Sweet

Life has its side not fair at all
To till the earth and break rocks
To make our nest with claws of hulk
To try our best and fit the world
No time to rest but just to work
We know no guest who wants to knock
The fruits we heist we can’t seem to pluck
But leave the rest in the hands of luck

I once saw the side so fair to me
Opened so wide opportunities I meet
On beds of roses I pose to eat
My joy didn’t hide to share my tweets
I sure did ride on iron as feet
And were seemed hard with ease I hit
The hides are now mild to feet my teeth
If I hadn’t tried, I wouldn’t know how sweet

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Long Live the Queen

long live the queen
her robe so long indeed 
it took a long time to make

your highness my queen
how high her seat only 
the high minded can fit

her majesty my queen
my cap fell off my head in prostration 
oh i didn't mean to be funny

please my queen
my knees wear out my trousers 
i only beg for my right

how beautiful the queen is
could it be mockery? 
even if, you cant tell her to her face
it's worse than treachery

my queen wears a diamond
she may know the price but not the value
i can bet it true
she had never dug the mines

i love my queen
don't misunderstand me, i meant just love
you know what i mean.

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Nile

Down the dangling Nile
I row row row my boat
Along the curly waves
I try to weave a lock
This stretchy strip 
could bind the world

down the moving Nile
I wished the crock will croak
And then the deer will dare
But when the toad just croaked
I knew the deer isn't there

I dip my thumb in Nile
My thirst just quenched at once
My heart didn’t dry again
My breath came in me so cool
What a waste to try a pool