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Magnus Nwagu Amudi Esq Poem
The year that is about to make its last appearance
before it dies and is buried to be only given a place
in the history of our existence has brought ?e joy,
l° shall therefore, out of obligation rather than
leisure acknowledge its fairness and generosity. It
began on a high as l° aimed to make it through the
Bar exams and to be successfully called to the
Nigerian Bar. This singular goal, controlled all
others and made them seem less important. In the
end, the story ended greatly, we all do love happy
endings, l° am a Barrister and Solicitor of the
Supreme Court of Nigeria. To God be the glory.
Yet, the most important aspect of the year wasn't
the fact that l° became a Barrister, rather, it is the
fact that through the demanding and rough
journey of reaching and achieving that goal, along
came people of great personality, people l° knew
had the character to spur you on and literally uplift
you both psychologically and in every other positive
way possible. For the first time in my life, l° was
opened to the richness of the earth's diversity, both
in religion as well as in culture. l° even spoke new
languages and danced to new tunes. l° was given a
new eyes, l° did see the world from another
perspective, it was thrilling and l° came to see the
blessing in the cultural and ethnic differences. But,
the crux of the essay being friendship.
The year 2012, gave ?e the most supportive,
reliable and cheerful individuals to work and also
relax with. These people not withstanding their
different social, religious and academic background
did with ease find a common ground and built a
strong fold for friendship. There were moments no
doubt during the year when it would have been
quite impossible to move ahead without the
support and undying motivation of these
individuals, as l° do stand at this bridge, about to
cross to the other end of the journey, l° would take
a few minutes to say a very hearty thank you to all
of you. From my parents, without whom there will
be no Barrister attached to my name, words fail
?e. l° do say a big thank you. To my siblings who
went out of their own financial obligations to
support ?e through the difficult but productive
year, l° am ever indebted to all of you jointly and
severally. For a friend like no other, master
Chinasa Orji, let your heart desires become reality
unto you bro and the same gratitude goes to the
entire Orji family. l° will now try as much as l° can,
to mention a few of those whose friendship,
alleviated the burden of the journey through 2012,
and l° say the list is not quite chronological, l° just
add to it as l° do remember, these persons include
but not restricted to:
1. Mazi Ezegamba Esq.
2. Mr. Frank Somto Esq. (Ajo anu)
3. Okpara Chinedu Esq.
4. Mallam Abubakar Lawal EsQ
5. Mr. Yage Bamiyi Esq.
6. Adesola Adelusi Esq. (Miss)
7. Amarachi Esq.
8. Tony Amaechi Ojukwu (Esq. )
9. Sir Nnanna JOJ Oketa (Esq).
10. Richard Bassey Iyaha (Esq.) - God bless you
brother.
11. Chinelo Ogbozor Esq.
12. Churchill Udedibor Esq.
13. Henry Onugwu Esq.
14. Forster Eneh Esq.
15. Kingsley Chime Esq.
16. Mr Magnus Akabueze
17. Emmanuela Oraegbu Esq.
18. Nonso Nzedebe Esq.
19. Orji Ukah Agwu Esq.
20. Chinedu Ezeokoronkwo Esq.
21. Emmanuel Okoroji Esq.
22. Peterson
23. Onyinye Nnorom Esq.
24. John Daramola Esq.
25. Chisom Nnabuife Esq.
26. Ebikaboere Abiri Esq.
27. Tobi Esq. - Mi consigliere
28. Michael Dokpesi. Esq.
29. Mr Idowu
30. Mr. Majemite Emoubonovie Esq. - very
untamed.
31. Mr. Samson Itodo Esq
32. Muna Nweke
33. Da silva Joy
34. Kingsley Uwakwe Esq.
35. Nneoma
36. Kaobi Esq.
37. Chinwe Ozobu Esq.
38. Ifesi Udeh Esq.
39. Ihezi Okeafor
40. Ezekiel Egbo
41. Chima obiEze Esq.
42. ID Kabasa - my esteemed barber
43. Mary Alice Simms
44. Victor Mok Esq.
45. Bukky Esq.
46. Josh Olomo Esq.
47. Edosa Esq.
48. Detola Esq.
49. Bassey Bassey Esq.
50. Sammy Udoh. Esq.
51. Sabastine Udoh Esq.
52. Iyke Ananuba Esq.
53. Kingston Esq.
55. Victor Idiong Esq.
56. Mariam Ekenimoh Esq.
These and many more people that l° can't put all
here for the lack of time and to make it less boring
to read really and honestly contributed to my
success in making this year count and l° pray that
the year we are about to witness and explore will
bring us more reasons to celebrate, love and
share.
Do have a great NEW YEAR.
Love.
Magnus
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HIS WEALTH
He was renowned for farming
ploughing lands as large as atlantic
but his harvests he keeps beyond the sea
beyond the sea all he got
Down here, his roof leaks
his town roads untared
they make use of his wealth
to paint their town more white
he thinks his wealth is safe
but the value they use
promising him security and secrecy
to shut their mouth from his people
his pots occupied
by cockroach and rats
as had been aboandoned by his wife
his children grow everyday
developing big belly and head
He goes back to use ibeleju as lamp
but he claims to be rich
his children goes fishing to pay their fees
the school fees he has refused to pay
they built a school for their wards
and beg them to look inside papers
nobody pays a penny
those are the people beyond the sea
his wealth is intact
but had been used
times without number for their anuual budget
they beyond the seas
Worms leak his intestine
and his offsprings from six to two
he took their looks to the people
the people beyond the sea
they gave him a name "Malaria"
Malaria took them all
contented he came
carring no less for his kwashiokor wards
His bicycle like buried iron
yet he appears before his kinsmen
to speak in language that tingles
they smirk at him
though the gods let him live
his expliots and wealth
managed and utilized by the people
the people beyond the sea
he claims to be learned
while they have brain washed him
he trusted them
and left our heritage
the gods forbide
our black heritage
that our fathers died to protect
like our brotherly love
Our heritage
that forbade greed
he forgot our maxim
that of Unison
him that our fathers gave the "Ofor"
the Ofor that represents power
power to protect our interest
our black interest
the gods bear us witness
witness of our unquenched suffering
starving in front of plenty
plenty at the so called bank
banks beyond the sea banks
the name for their civilised theft
theft because they use the value
the value of your wealth
to reinforce themselve
the Ofor has fallen
from his hands
the gods has departed from him
but he will not believe
our chambers now lagoons
lagoons from the light shawers
our tables now canoes
and soup spoons paddle
mosquitoes now our pets
nursing our children
our working age amended
starting from 6 to sleep
our heads now bald
not from age
but from fetching water
water from the eden
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They are content with drinking
They light the street with their unique dance steps
Passersby forgetting to pass.
Like a prophetess in trance.
With each bottle, they lose sight of life
The enormous problems of living,
In a country where basic amenities are tales
Told by the pictures online and on television screens.
Here they have chosen to live
To dance with their hearts, not legs
To entertain self attracted audience
Some even try to mimic them
To lighten a Mother's burden
The pain of laying down helplessly
The agony of sickness
And like a comic relief, it suspends the pains
Lifts her gentle soul
Like a broken feathered bird flying again
I could see her smile,
Don't bother, my mind has eyes
Tick, tick, time passes
Soon they shall wonder where the time went
But l know time wouldn't leave her laying on that bed
For time heals all wounds.
I wish you quick recovery dearest Ma'am
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BEWARE TYRANT
Thou cannot be all
The executive, legislative and bench
Thy powers are in others
Who recognizes your
Thou could never be
The importer and exporter
The manufacturer and consumer
The farmer and the banker
How can thou be?
The employer and the employee
The governor and the governe’
The actor and the audience
Think about
And redress, for you’re, but one
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To the irresponsible
In the eve of dawn
When the cricket advices the listeners
The moon and the stars sit
Performing their duties and enjoying their rights
The blowing breeze freezes her
In spite of her matrimonial statues
Her dreams full of horror
That of a woman smooching hers
At times when the door cracks, open
The water has ran down the drain
The tap laid bay
Like a ship at anchor
Even when they said their prayers
She bemused at his Amen
Does he hear the both?
Receives both their thanks
Will he be amused?
Or maybe flabbergasted
To see her protruding belly
Why do you refuse a meal?
And purses the flies from eating same
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The Childless
The childless are not only those
That has not protruding stomach experienced
However, they are part of it
The childless are not only those
That theirs’ fell like a leaf eaten by maggot
Yet they make up this group
The childless are not only those
Whose offspring cross the seas?
And have their brains formatted
I agree they are childless
The childless are not only those
That dies of hunger and poverty
It is the worst type of childlessness
The childless are not only those
Whose sons misappropriate funds?
Even when they make the citizenry suffer
The childless are not only those
Who moves from one NPF station to another?
With an intension to bail
Its most heart breaking
The childless are not only those
That replaces a jewelry box weekly
In their heart begging, blaming God
For the gift of a thorn in the heart
Instead of the so requested children
It takes more than birth
To become a father or mother
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To Mr. President
A privilege it still remains
Among your peers
Both better and more sophisticated
Yet we are happy not sad
The chance to father your fatherland
An to mother your motherland
You know the principles of fatherhood
And ethics of motherhood
The father delights in his children's smile
And in his daughter's leisure
And sleeps not when hunger churns
Likewise in the time of ill health’s
He can do anything to have his wards work
Instead of wasting them walking
Some refuse to return
After a fortunate run
Fearing post traumatic experiences
Father, make this house conducive for life
And they must return to their origin
To continue the lineage
Father remember that fever killed one
And flood took with him one
Yet auto crash on the death trap
And one in learning-war camp called
Mahadum died.
Father, see our chances
You can still have generations
But you must revive
The entire sphere
Our land is fertile
Our trees fruitful
Your sons strong and willing
Give them a piece of land
And see their harvests
Our leaves herbs
Why must we die of diseases?
Father you know how mother died
On her birth stool
Because of neglected task
Of gathering her medicine
May her soul rest in peace
Now we must eat like in the Passover
With our belt beyond our stomachs
Surely, these will Passover
And they will less mock
Saying, a blessed land
Without a blessed man
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Sycophancy
He waved at us
Such a good fellow
Or so we thought
Now the eclipse is gone
And faces now brighter
We saw trails
He was the one
He that took our position
And drank our portion
Of the libation
Given to us all
Yet he calls himself a brother
If such is brotherhood
Shall I stay brother less?
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our children dacing
dacing at the sight of lighted bulbs
like when the eclipse occured
but their hope dashed
but his wealth is intact
for his greatest grand children
children that are more equal
more equal than the others
our mouths now salivates
on seeing mere nuts
like dogs for bones
bones of our lost sons
sons last seen on april
april of the pools
pools of ballots
ballots of inec
our stomach now speak
speak like the dogs
dogs that came beyond the sea
but they have learnt
learnt to look
look since their demands were not meet
our youths now play in moonlight
play games in the sand
games out of fustration
fustration due to lack of job
our graduates now employed
employed in barrow pushing company plc
with first class honours
obtained from war front
our universities now battle fields
our wards soliders
only to come home
with paper to prove it
all their hopes in it
in the designed paper
paper that cannot feed
even the fetus in the woman
they made him believe them
them that are beyond the sea
that his wealths are safe
though they beautify their land with it
he knew not that the value of
his wealth has been used
used to tare their roads
used to build schools
used to build hospitals
used to make things better
used to empower their people
used to make them what they claim
those beyond the sea
though his wealth are safe
it have generated hundred times
to say the least, its worth
he claims to be rich,
the cock that crew
the dogs that bark
the cricket that creaks
the youths that riots
the children that cries
all are saying in Unison
wake up and behave
like a black though are
for our blood flows in you
let them know that we have an origin
our origin so strong
our strenght so wisely use
our wisdom cannot be decieved
wake up and take from them
the wealth they took from us
wake up and suprise them
and make our homes the dream land
the dream land of our fathers
those that fought till sleep came
and those that still wait for sleep to emerge
wake up and let them know
that our wealth we can manage
to make our homes eden
the eden our fathers lived in
For our tribes are stong
as strong as the lion
the lion accros the equator
our home the heart of Africa
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ME, MY ORIGIN, MY IDIOLOGY
here is a creature, like the sun
and he is a black son
a proud and a patriotic African
though he is friendly with American
he has an ambition so high
like a microscopic sight
to change some wrongs done
through words so compiled
He is not popelistic
Rather very optimistic
visualizing an Africa without spot
To change into a paradistic spot
Though his means so paraylesd
in an economy so critisized
yet like the eagle he aspires
to reach the heavenly skies
Suddenlt, he flies downwards
By an act so degrading
He wishes not to beg
for he believe its not bravely
but would he face extinction
becuase of his determination
To loose the mind and the aim
the very reason of his birth
I apologise for being Black
tell me, what i would have been?
I am proudly Black
I look forward to a unified race
Where color is a mere feature
and not a distiinction
Where our hearts will beat
to corraborate this ryhtm
Of world peace
A planet free from hunger.
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