......... So it were
Rats and mice play together
The mountain open wide its arms
Providing shelter to everyone
...
I've seen a man
Who lives by the gods curses
The land he walks; ashamed of him
Even birds have refused singing
...
Since bats are shy flying during the day
And birds running away from nectars
Out of my mouth though
Will I sing your praise
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Once I lived a life full of dreams
We all had dreams, this to say
Climbing this ladder for this cause
...
Behold, I behold that great home
Once dreamt and hope for
Where father and son laugh like friends
Mother and daughter on same path thread
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Ernest Hilary was born in Dass, Bauchi State, northern Nigeria. He attended his schools at Stadium High School, Surulere, lagos, western Nigeria at OMGS, Nnewi, anambra state, eastern Nigeria, at Community High School, Ezinifite, Nnewi-South, anambra state, eastern Nigeria, at Akanu Ibiam Federal Polytechnic, Unwana, Afikpo, Ebonyi State, eastern Nigeria at Rivers State University of Science and Technology, Port Harcourt, Rivers State. He is God fearing and caring. He's a writer, an actor, a singer, a poet, a teacher and a motivational speaker. He is a member of The Actors Guild of Nigeria (AGN) , Lagos chapter and The Association of Nigeria Authors (ANA) , Lagos chapter too. Some of his works are; ''Commanding Abrahamic Blessings'', ''Provoke Your Open Heavens Via Giving'', ''Joshua 1 vs 8'', ''Keys to Unlimited Success'', and ''Hairs Breathe'' (A Play) . He is an active campaigner for the United Nations Convention to Combat Desertification. He is a devoted servant of God. He worships in Living Faith Church (Winners Chapel International) and he is in the following units of the church; technical, drama, prayer.)
Once Magnificent
......... So it were
Rats and mice play together
The mountain open wide its arms
Providing shelter to everyone
Trees dance to muted rhythms
Of birds singing beautifully
The oceans, rivers; sweet refreshment
For all creature that go thirsty
Then suddenly;
You and I became greedy
So greedy to the eyes of the maker
Even bats are scared flying at night
Butterfly sees nectar as an irritating fluid
Red wine flowing in our streams
Joys of beaten ogene
Songs of singing birds
All are disgusting to the tree
For it is scared of being brought down
We all alike are stared
Now it is.........