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Faithfulness--An Endangered Specie

The new bride yells, "i cant live without john
he's my life, my joy, in him i've found true love
two years later john takes his own life
'cos he stumbled upon his best friend in bed with his wife
o faithfulness where liest thou
how i long for a glimpse of thou
 
I'm strapped for cash and dad's in an institution
please help me lord, i’ll remain your faithful son
in no distant time, things turn around
but my dollars are for neon shows and fast cars to cruise around
i speed past church without looking in
my morning devotion is with a whore and half a pint of gin
o faithfulness where liest thou
how i long for a glimpse of thou
 
Mike was a bright lad orphaned at age of four
i paid his way through school and he ended up the governor
one chilly morning with trouble's cold hands around my neck
i turned to his excellency to help me with some cheque
after long hours of staring at the ceiling
i got to meet his secretary who said he wasn't in
on getting to my car , i found my key missing 
i trudged back to the office and caught boss and secretary kissing
o faithfulness where liest thou
how i long for a glimpse of thou
 
Jack was the most trusted of the king's closely knit guards
he had been the crown's favorite since he was but a lad
one day the crown was found fallen alongside his brother
it turned out jack sold him out to his half-brother
o faithfulness where liest thou
how i long for a glimpse of thou
please faithfulness, just a glimpse

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Born Blind!!!

for no fault of mine, congenital blindness has been my lot
i never fail to wonder how i look
mum said i'm blond and beautiful
till date what blonde means still beats me
i can only imagine the meaning of beauty
i've learnt to endure the ridicule of people
who only add pain to an already wounded soul
it also hurts when i'm pitied
with my sister-in-law a constant culprit
the clergyman said my handicap is a blessing
that it's good i can’t see a world so sinful
but he failed to reply when i harmlessly asked
if he had ever prayed to lose his vision
my family even consider me a burden
complains and excuses trail my request for whom to guide me
to put an end to my inconsiderate disruption of their movies
they did me the favour of buying a guide dog
the sighted make much fuss over trivialities
can you imagine crying over a missed movie
or threatening suicide if not allowed access to the television
sometimes i itch to know the big deal about television
but television is strictly for those that are blessed with vision
so is tourism, movies and countless others 
i long to be a medical doctor
and also to get married and have my own children
but understandably, men refuse to look my way
i'm now used to the bitter truth
dreams and wishes are not for the sightless
my thumbs are always sore ‘cos i love to read
and it hurts too when my siblings yell excitedly
'bout the scenic sights they behold
oh, how i wish for a day of sight 
to behold the rainbow, flowers and mother
to see myself and my dear Stevie Wonder
music is therapeutic to my soul
oh, its the best gift to mankind
though the deaf will definitely disagree
have you ever wondered how life will be without hope
but i live without a hope of regaining my sight
while people sleep, i wish for death
but of course wishes are not for the blind
and unlike those cowards i'll never kill myself
i laugh when the sighted complain of penury
or when they make much fuss over needing a wheelchair
i'll gladly exchange conditions with them if given a choice
'cos the sun never rises in the world of the blind
the need for air differentiates the blind from a corpse
however i've got a few consolations
i'll never get to see an ugly sight or a dead man
i'll never see my husband cheat on me
sadly though, that's if i ever get one

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A Doctor's Supplication

for the umpteenth time I seek your grace
since that day you saved my soul
i apologise for the years of silence
it was inevitable-patients came in droves
 
i never pray for  a mortal''s harm
though i need scores more patients
not for my purse to swell and explode
but for practice to improve my skills
 
why should i behold a jury's sneer
or be intimidated by outrageous wigs
or part with my labour's wages
for ungrateful patients with vengeful souls
 
deliver them from ignorance
who subject drugs to cruel abuse
but let them learn with slight infirmities
so they will surely come to me
 
help my flustred ribs to see
that i loathe treading in sacred groves
but it is a necessary and inevitable pleasure 
that rescues many a patient from that endless abyss
 
Lord i swear i am your faithful son
church is great, but it clashes with call
tithe will come after a new car
and Lord, a poor patient refuses to pay

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Betryayed

i'd just been declared surplus to requirements by my boss
with bloodshot eyes i plodded home completely at a loss
oblivious of my ex-secretary's commiserations
mum's late stage cancer portended impending tribulation
what bruised my heart was my boss' betrayal
his reward for my being unflinchingly loyal
my mind raced to dad's Dane gun, and a well knotted noose, and lethal pills
just one good hot and my sorrows will cease
somehow the thought of my fiancé filled my mind
she was of heaven-so gentle and kind
i'll stay for her. oh such a dear!
i whistled generously, passers by stare
                                                                                                                                              
the angelic fiancé turned out a fiendish spouse
she wouldn't cook, she wouldn't work or even clean the house
my income vanished as it came and it was all her effort
she also nagged whenever i offered mum support
but it was her promiscuous lifestyle that often drove me senseless
young, old, rich and poor; she was just so shameless
my limit was reached the day i caught her with my erstwhile boss
homicide was the easier bet but i settled for divorce
to my utmost dismay, the judge added the burden of alimony
to the same unfaithful villain who had wasted my money
worse still outside the courtroom she gave a parting shot
"you were definitely the worst of the lot
even the old judge was much better than you
as was the vicar, the postman and your valet too"
 
i regained consciousness in the emergency room of a hospital
where i got to learn that my condition had been fatal
somehow, i had consumed some capsules of arsenic
i was just so lucky to have been found by Nick
with tears streaming down my face
i told the doctor all about Grace
for what seemed like ages, he stared blandly at me
then with lips quivering, he said these words to me
“this morning my wife and children were slain by a suicide bomber
i was all set for Israel when you were brought in coma
my duty is to save lives, so i couldn't let you waste yours
life may be mean to us but someone else has it worse
adversities are like batons, you must get them to win a relay race
sorry you just got divorced but therein lies your ace
being alive gives you the chance to get it right again
your ex-wife's loss will be another maiden's gain”

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Gone, But Not

my tear ducts opened like the Niagara Falls                                                                    
I longed for solitude yet I felt so lonely
I could not help but hope for her call
The home in my heart is for her only
 
The first time we met, she was a seraph in red dress
Her innocent beauty epitomized God’s creative prowess
I gave not a hoot if she was the devil’s mistress
She had to be mine or I’d live in perpetual distress
 
Her dulcet voice would make a nightingale green
My heart took six beats off, in true admiration
When she accepted to forever be my queen
I became overwhelmed with a million emotions
 
I spared no effort to bring her comfort
In turn I got from her unimaginable bliss
When she accepted my proposal at the seaside resort
I was in heaven throughout the ensuing kiss
 
I went to finalize arrangements with my intended best man
Only to find him beneath the sheets with my Venus
Unabashedly with expression deadpan
She said it was over between us
 
I sought for reasons and got none
Mustering the courage to let both traitors be
I turned to walk away but she wasn’t done
She flung her engagement ring back at me
 
Hardly had I left when the fondling resumed
Insomnia was my nightly companion even after sedatives 
Several bottles later, I was still consumed 
With a marrow deep pain that made me hate to live
 
So deep was the wound that it festered with time
Every new day brought with it additional pain
Even after my sojourn to a different clime
My resolve to get over her were all in vain
 
Still my teardrops fall like heaven’s rain
For all her faults, I still longed for her
Without her life will be an unending pain
But my happiest moments were spent with her.

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Paradox

we are set for the battle of our lives
one which we may not survive
we now have a look at our foes
ready to snap their arrows go
oh! oh! they are our leaders
our own revered rulers
who sent us out to fight
shoot at us with all their might
ten dozen arrows whizz, then countless others
we increasingly lose our brothers
oh! our leaders, callous proselytes
killing us in a war they made us fight

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What Success Told Me!

success loved by all, hated by none
ask the movie star or the beauty queen
nothing on earth thrills like success!
success is the precursor of achievement
he’s the prize for hard work
success is the difference between affluence and penury
he's the distinction between fame and obscurity
he’s the thin line between sadness and joy
he differentiates the president from his chief critic
success guarantees you'll never lack friends
however, success breeds envy
beside ever successful man, there is a fair lady
sever ties with success and she'll be your ex
one with success always holds his head high
a successful child is his parent's pride
success is utterly irritable
thus he's seldom a lasting friend
despite the many faults of success
he never selects friends
i laugh when people accuse success
of never bothering to look their way
success is an impatient guest
who knocks on everyone's door at odd hours
and he may leave if we’re too slow to open
‘cos he's got many homes to visit

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Life Breath

gloom and sadness
transformed to infinite bliss
the moment i beheld
your heart-piercing beauty
 
i discovered
beauty beyond comprehension
beauty that reflects as joy
with inexplicable magnitude
 
we are
indissolubly linked, inextricably bonded
of utmost and eternal compatibility
immutably and unarguably
you are the lamp of my soul
 
i have a most unflinching resolve
to be your eternal totem of bliss
my devotion, terrific goddess
is absolute, irrevocable for eternity and a day

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An Eerie Morning

What will you do if you wake up one morning and behold the snout of a pig?
So ugly, so stinking, so disgustingly close to you
As for me I thought it was but a dream
My eyes dilated in an attempt to wake
But still the nightmare persisted
I then shut my eyes tightly 
It was the midday chime that got me alert
The sun shone so brightly, I squinted in sympathy
From a source nearby, a cacophony of bizarre sounds emanated
I was about to think it was one long and weird dream 
When I felt something on top of me
Immediately my eyes defied the intense sunrays to see
That I was sharing my bed with four ostriches and a pig
While me room was crammed full with pigs and birds
Impulsively, I jumped through my open windows
Only to crash into more animals
Till date I can’t tell what actually made me unconscious
But I came around in the village clinic
Where an elderly matron helped unravel the mystery
Due to my long overdue rent
The landlord leased the building to an animal farmer
The intense sunlight was the result of a dismantled roof
My frantic flight through the window led to a bird’s demise
And the shylock farmer was outside waiting for his money 


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Limbless Limbo

a piercing sensation shot through my nerves
causing instantaneous bladder incontinence 
as his calloused gigantic hands
ripped the soiled bandages off my amputated leg
the stethoscope hanging loosely from an overfed neck
grated against the sore's jagged edges
which alongside my agonizing yelps
created a discordant rhythm.
i yearned for the silken touch of that scented lady on white
suddenly his nose wrinkled up, indicating he was either amnesiac
or was too dumb to comprehend 
that his ineptitude was responsible for the festering site.
i lamented diabetes' unending infatuation for me
which has made me a prisoner
to the whims of a grossly incompetent orthopedist
who badly needed a lecture on finesse and work ethic