Osisami Michael

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These black breeze,
The works of our hands has
Succeeded in taking lives we couldn't let be!
There's no fire without smoke
...

At the very second that lapsed
My stay in the womb,
The cot, the odour of safe delivery
The medicines' puffs in the atmosphere here and there
...

Roses placed in vases
The purple coloured bulb
Billowing aside the wine bottle
A sparkling illuminance with the moon in the background
...

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Déjà Vu

These black breeze,
The works of our hands has
Succeeded in taking lives we couldn't let be!
There's no fire without smoke
Nor the smoke smoke without bearing fire
The smoke alone as made Millions ran mad,
Naked in the street.
Neither will I call this a Mass Madness
But a General Leprosy,
That crippled us away from our dreams as a people!

Cronies look at each other now,
Suspicious,
Frightful,
Loyalty fading,
The little trust freezes!


The dead from these smokes
Are still counting thousands... Still counting...

A little clasp from the brain has recreated this madness,
This is sweetness,
We w'nt fighting war,
Fighting the foes of our peace-
It was Armageddon on the side of the white angels from God's throne!
They fled,
We chased them,
We came; we saw
We conquered!
We set them ablaze as we won't give a breathe to the witch to breath!
It's smoking-
This is inferno for the foes
We cremated the enemies for the peace of our children and ours.
We took our guns and arrows
Hail the gods that house the ancestors in the heavens,
"May the enemies never live to live! "
"There's no peace for the wicked! ! "
"May the smoke from the dead be burnt offering to the spirits! ! ! "

The smoke from the dead called the madness running my eyes from my brain
It has happened...
But never happened...
"Why would you befall me on this typhoonic day? "

I took off my spectacles, wipe them,
Dust my clothes... I muttered in despair
"it never happened! "
Tis a breeze of incidents and has gone!
Why don't you befall me as a dream-
That I run after you with every dark hair on me-
And I finish in the hands of the termites?
Curse this day! ! !
"How many people died in the bomb blast? "

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Osisami Michael Quotes

We ought to know the cause of today's bitterness less we be in darkness of tomorrow's sweetness!

Tomorrow is the strenght of facing today while today creates an history of strenght derived from tomorrow!

I found tomorrow bid me sorry as today made things hard for me. 'Today will go and tomorrow will make it an hard time passed'He wispers

It's better we get serious with today and laugh at tomorrow as we've seen such before!

Education is making explicit what is implicit.

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