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Joshua Idemudia Poem
May never have been,
like it can't come into being,
but if well imagined,
I can bring it in !
Where hopes are dim,
and men no longer keen,
few sail clean,
who dare to imagine.
In the midst of sin,
with many growing lean,
those who had cause to grin,
first imagined!
None could brave the ocean,
though were most determined,
only those who could imagine,
came up with an engine !
Copyright © Joshua Idemudia | Year Posted 2007
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Joshua Idemudia Poem
Fame?
how can you claim?
when you lack an aim!
no aim means no name.
As streets without names,
indescribable to a damsel,
so your work becomes endless,
when at work you're aimless.
Even a lame with an aim,
quickly came and earned a name,
while many were maimed,
for daring life unarmed!
They thought of claiming fame,
but life got them tamed,
for not living with an aim,
in their struggle for fame!
Copyright © Joshua Idemudia | Year Posted 2007
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