akachukwu chukwuemeka ( akabeks) Poems

When we mount the pulpit
To call God's kingdom to come, and
The widow's might strengthen our tongues,
As the congregation sow seed and pay tithes for our
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I dance for me,
Silent vibrations from within
Rhythm of the unseen,
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Life is like a football game
When you score a goal, you must play hard to defend it
And even harder to score more goals,
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Eye link generations
As they come, live, and transcend to ‘eternity'
The spirit dwells and speaks through me,
I am divine…
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Bloomingly gloomy,
The soul is moody,
The cloud has gathered,
Thick and threatening…
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It was a Good Friday,
The day eye met you.
In a dusty, harmattan ridden, exam malpracticing class.
Eye became the invigilator
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Rhythmical thoughts,
Elastic, inelastic tensions,
Restless mood anticipating the invisibles
In the world of fantasies
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What manner of choice is man?
…specimen; test tube!

Does he have a choice?
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I

The most productive wife of this
Unholy polygamy,
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She walks not the cat stage
Wriggling her waist, and jerking her buttocks
Like a mold of amala in the hands of mama-put,
Her braless breasts are not spectacle for the audience
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