okoye charles

Rookie - 2 Points (12th Febuary,1988 / Onitsha)

Best Poem of okoye charles

A Walk Through The Cemetry

Whose homes are these, they never say
Both big and small, here they all lay
Among the gnawing rodent and the hungry tick
Ticking while the lonesome time dawdles away

I stood in admiration for this silent race
Sleeping in peace, while flowers sprout in grace
Undisturbed by hate, or jealousy, or greed
For each man knows his final resting place
.

Amid the pleasant solitude, I a hibiscus pick
.
Its red petals are gentle, lovely and thick
Outside, the deflowered world awaits
Its' so withered, so appalling, so sick.

A walk through the cemetry,...

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Our Street Is Broken

Our street is broken,
Iron gates now lay widely ajar.
Who among you will not lend a hand, a friendly token,
To check the growing gully, drifting us apart.

Hungry stomachs groaning in the corner,
'Give us a crumb, a slice, ' they say.
While refuse bin outdo one another,
In exotic dishes, a few yard away.

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