Chibueze Oscar Osuji

To plant purple flowers as the corridor
Of a big ranching range of a manor-
Mansion: Soft spankling purplish phyta and-
Lovely, I would love to grasp with my hand
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Going home, is the next thing on my mind
After dropping prodigal acts behind,
Taming the red furnace i have as tongue
Never will I let her rot come along,
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Silence comes and the leaflets drop
Imagery blurs of serpentine smoke
Epiphanies of the eye, pop
On the forthcoming of you, bloke:
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Windows of heaven open to my heart
T'ward my vaning-wind and my latitude
Across lone arid and sterile desert
There I lust for love in my solitude.
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Many a pompous decide
Many an empire of pride
Aplenty of craniums be high
And beheld among the sky
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See the sky beckon all her hails
From the red sun focus,
With the eve arrive sapien's wails
From gallowing locus.
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Rowing in the fisherman's boat
Net and drag ev'ry fish afloat
'Cept for the big dolphins and shark
Which quake across your floating bark;
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Far-off across the coppice and the yew
Across the sepulchre sand, lies the hill
In the dark lunar night it glow and thrill,
By daylight it left sullen skull for view;
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Bring along a barren page in your haste,
Soonest we await the prints on that page;
From a hungry muse our sight long to taste,
And drink the wise elixir of a sage.
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Across the corner lay the bard
Amidst drifting voices so loud;
I am the bard in the courtyard
Scribing notes hidden from the crowd.
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HAVE you seen babies cry? -a world they'll miss,
Alas! how they cheerish their unborn state;
Their cries, untarnish'd by motherly kiss,
Her breasts they'll suckle with rage for their hate;
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Cast your bearing south of Africa's map
Do not mask the hole been gash'd at the south;
A great man sprunt forth unto his last lap,
Cry O' Africa! Wail with your brown mouth;
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RUBICON CROSSING

So long I'll be gone, so long disappear'd
Vapourize from you, our love has been shear'd,
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The old gods fell-inclining boom
Down with the loudest sound;
End of era-defining doom,
Split pieces on the ground.
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Street light will be taking me home
If moonlight do not show,
Various bulbs will twinkle an ohm;
I'll watch them as they glow.
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FORGIVING SOLITUDE

Solitude is wrongful let my tears shed
Cry of loneliness, for I can not bear
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Is today's joy, morrow's grief?
V'ry acc'rate is my belief;
Today is fond, morrow lies unknown.
Today will go by midnight
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Don't pretend again, I am not human
Let me travel far to the woods this night,
It will be dreadful to love me woman.
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Old grand miser dazzle above in pride,
All bags of gold and silver he will hide
In his wretched home, where no one will pry;
Neither garments nor shoes he'll therefore buy
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'Tis time the aqueous ink turns colour red
Rub xylems from the liquid of the dead:
What colour does it bring?
From that goring spring.
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