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The World From the Eyes of a Caveman

The mountain breeze, 
Frozen fractals, heavy clouds,
The hardened rocks, plains, valleys, 
rivers, oceans, seas,
highlands, lowlands, grasslands, river basins, vegetations, rainforest, 
birds, trees, animals, insects...
All these I know
But, 
The big strange bird with stiff wings flying in one direction in the sky,
The mechanical four moving wheels with people squeezed inside I don't
See people; flesh and blood with funny clothing, shamelessly half-naked
See their suspended floors, it's imaginably soft
See the box which changes the weather and makes it cold
See those three things on the wooden sky continuously chasing one another; I get drowsy trying to understand them
See! They seem to love boxes; another box with people trapped inside and no single body bodies to rescue them
I'll reach now and save them. 
What a shame! They are held in another world; they can't be saved
See their furry clothes feels funny when I wear them
Their women are dressed as masquerades
See two people licking lips
See! That round thing spits fire
See, their young ones are locked inside a barricaded hole, playing peacefully with strange animal-lookalikes 
The blood in that contained tastes sweet and fine
Now look! That thing does whatever I do; it's shiny and bright
What an abomination now?
They drink water from a suspended river
See that long hole destroys nature's vegetable without care; behold how red and watery it's become now
Look how they eat vegetables like my goats and piece the fowl with their evil spears
What utter madness do they live in? 
They spend time packaging something only to destroy its beauty and eat it
Yet they gaze upon me like I'm the mad person here!

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Fun Pun

An attempt to play with words; pun intended.

    The first stanza is dedicated to persons who feel aloft themselves i.e. place of work, among peers, anywhere
    Second is meant to encourage people who feel like a failure
    Third is dedicated to those who are still discovering themselves!
    And the last one is for those who have lost their way I.e. their morales and good upbringing; who are willing to make a change and make it all better again!

You think you’re the boss!
But you don’t know pride will only make you burst
Don’t you know you’re just a moss?
Lacking sufficient sunlight and soon to be at loss;
Because by the winds you would be toss
And you would be nothing but a doss

Hey! You! Yes you! Why do you fuss?
Is it because you feel like a wuss?
Now I really think it has become a must;
That all your bothers you should dust
For when you do, faith will make you the first!

Most times I feel like a bust
And I know it doesn’t feel fair or just
For sometimes I might be nothing to you but a frigging rust
But I’m certain I represent trust!

On some rainy days I truly feel lost
And drenched in the delight of lust
My convictions and beliefs seems to fust;
Then all I long for is a moment filled with gust
Now all I am is a message on a post;
Spiraling and living my life the most!

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Recipe For Hope

Glistening sun with
A beam of hope toppings
With the crust of hopelessness cut off
Sprinkled with resilience
And garnished with faith

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Memes 2

Cold sweat
Was more than sufficient
To unveil his disdain

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Lost In the Thick, Dark Forest

The owls hoot nearby;

The screech-owl calls;

The wolves howl in the distance;

The beetles tap and tap in an endless charade

The cicada seems like it won’t give up clinging to the trees; its eyes looks lovely

The bush dog barks incessantly;

The squirrels stare inquisitively at me from the comforts of the fever tree

The ants make merry inside the whistling thorns, they seem happy as they make music

I can see the sunset now; like a baby it must sleep to awaken the next day.

I also want to sleep, but the ominous sound of fear; fear of the unknown; fear of being killed by an animal keeps my eyes wide awake but my mind slumbers

The enormous baobabs converge on me, forming a protective shield but why do I still feel insecure?

How did I find my way here? How did I get here?

I can’t remember what had brought me here!

I need to go home but where is home?

I’m lost at night in a forest overgrown

I keep on walking; destination unknown; my fate have been decided

Thickets of bush engulf me;

Can hardly see anything now, it’s dark yet I’m still trekking

I’m thirsty and hungry;

My legs ache, I don’t want to walk anymore?—?just to sleep

I can hear a rattlesnake closeby;

The sound is getting closer; closer to me

How do I run? Where do I run to?

I’m walking faster now; the thought of food and thirst overtaken by the will to survive

The blackbirds are whistling now,

Calling me home, showing me the way home,

I must follow to please our kindred spirits;

My ancestors have finally smiled on me

I can see mom preparing the firewood for cooking outside the house

When she looked up to me and smiled, I knew I was home; safe and sound

I don’t want to be in the forest anymore!

Favour! Favour!, my mom calls.

I stifled a yawn;

Alas! It was only a dream.

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Densed Forest Fear

The owls hoot nearby;

The screech-owl calls;

The wolves howl in the distance;

The beetles tap and tap in an endless charade

The cicada seems like it won’t give up clinging to the trees; its eyes looks lovely

The bush dog barks incessantly;

The squirrels stare inquisitively at me from the comforts of the fever tree

The ants make merry inside the whistling thorns, they seem happy as they make music

I can see the sunset now; like a baby it must sleep to awaken the next day.

I also want to sleep, but the ominous sound of fear; fear of the unknown; fear of being killed by an animal keeps my eyes wide awake but my mind slumbers

The enormous baobabs converge on me, forming a protective shield but why do I still feel insecure?

How did I find my way here? How did I get here?

I can’t remember what had brought me here!

I need to go home but where is home?

I’m lost at night in a forest overgrown

I keep on walking; destination unknown; my fate have been decided

Thickets of bush engulf me;

Can hardly see anything now, it’s dark yet I’m still trekking

I’m thirsty and hungry;

My legs ache, I don’t want to walk anymore?—?just to sleep

I can hear a rattlesnake closeby;

The sound is getting closer; closer to me

How do I run? Where do I run to?

I’m walking faster now; the thought of food and thirst overtaken by the will to survive

The blackbirds are whistling now,

Calling me home, showing me the way home,

I must follow to please our kindred spirits;

My ancestors have finally smiled on me

I can see mom preparing the firewood for cooking outside the house

When she looked up to me and smiled, I knew I was home; safe and sound

I don’t want to be in the forest anymore!

Favour! Favour!, my mom calls.

I stifled a yawn;

Alas! It was only a dream.

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Dance With the Winds

Let’s move with vigorous vigour and sway our hands
and dance with the bands.
Let’s stretch our muscles.
As the world puzzles.
Hear! It speaks aloud,
spiralling and descending from the distraught clouds.
My lungs bellow with forced breath,
unafraid of collapsing to death.
Feel the trees sway in anticipation
and see the fruits drop in decorative declination.
Dusts rise in borrowed bodies
and Aves tweets with their buddies.
We’re loners but not alone.
See! The trees watch!
The mosquitoes move in our rhythm;
looking to probe into permeable dermis.
Listen to our muscles!
See it rise and wane to the pulsating rhythm
A symbolism of our worth,
a sacrifice to the North.
A dance with the winds,
Gratifying the atonement of our sins

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The Unforgivable Voyage

†††††††††THE UNFORGIVABLE VOYAGE††††††††
Tears trickled through my face
As our vessel threshed the deep.
Seagulls flapped their wings on
The beach as I watched them 
Disappear before my sight.
I wished to belong to their 
Colony if that meant staying back.

The shores of a place once to me
Known as home was about in a 
Day to be forever foreign.
I followed the winds and stole
Stares of the sunset skies.

Salt water was unforgiving 
As I retched in retribution.
Surrounded by aqua, the smell
Of sea never went down with me.
The sea spread out before me and
Seemed unending in its vastness.

We could have been on the sea
Forever as darkness prevailed,
Thickening the clouds above.
I looked up to find the stars and
Moonlight missing, as thunderclaps
And lightning bolts streaked across
The nautical skies.

The twin waves weaved its way,
Riding our vessel up and down.
The boatswain seemed bewildered,
Backing orders at the crew who 
Scurried about with buckets to
Scoop water which had seeped
Its way inside.

All a little me could imagine was
Poseidon holding on to his trident
And commanding the forces of the
Sea to rock our ship to a frenzy.
The turbulence was brutal and 
Unforgiving, anger in the form of water
Slapped hard on our faces, almost
Leaving us blind.

Salt water ragged my breathing
And when all else seemed to have
Failed, the storm slept still, leaving
Us with mixed feeling of joy and 
Trepidation of drowning. 
To save us from this newest menace,
My fragile hands found a bucket just
About my size as I joined to scoop
Out water. Suddenly, the sails stopped
Sailing the winds as our ship was dead 
In Water. The rudder stopped almost 
Immediately, skyrocketing our fears.

While we waited to regain the winds,
I dealt with my fears by filling my head
With the thought of grandma back home;
Her loving arms and my warm bed.
My heart ached all the more.
I just want this voyage to come to
And end. Let this all be a dream, I said
Silently whilst staring at reality. 

                     ©Whyte Queen
IG: @poetic_poesy

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Memes 1

Her back moist with sweat;
Signature of a 
treacherous coquette

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Letter From Feotus To Mama

Don't ask me how I got here
But I know it was a struggle 
You never knew you were pregnant with tomorrow
I ate what you ate
I drank what you drank 
I went everywhere you went 
When you was tired, I was too
When you were strong I felt stronger
When you was sad, I was sadder
When you became grumpy, I felt grumpier
When you slept, I rested my watery brain matter
I made you feel pain
I made you throwup
I made you restless
I made you crave for things ordinarily you wouldn't like to eat
I made you wince and flinch at sleep 
I put your health in hazard
I made you worry and fret for 9 whole months
I changed your shape,
Altered your beauty 
And sagged your breasts
I made you lazier than you were
I made you love me though we hadn't met
I made you wait and imagine what I looked like
I made you frequent that man in white
I made you more careful with each steps
You restricted your diets to suit my being
You did loose some hair
And added more flesh
You stood at the mirror and watched as days passed by the changes I incurred on you; changes you nor I had no control over
Your legs were swollen making each step painful and heavy
You were curious of my sex, but I already knew what I was
I made you understand the pains and joys of motherhood
I turned you near-crazy with excruciating pains
You worried over what to get for me during my grand entrance into the world
I made you react untowardly towards friends and families; only a few who had gone through what you did understood
You became a reader to ensure my safety
And when my set time was come,
You breathed in and out and screamed over and time again,
Increasing the size of the hole which showed me into the world
My birth costed you loss of blood and water
Mama, I'm sorry for the pain so far and many more to come. 

From baby
To Mama