samuel nze Poems

I catch a fish in my hand
And do not let it go.
The fish stands for luck;
The juju that wicked people
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What are my feelings like
This Saturday afternoon?
They are like a mob
Protesting poverty
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Why food -
Is it at all necessary?
Why must we go
Every other day to the marts
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Round
Moist
Virgin
Orifice
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The sea is blue and white
It is always like that
The dog will always bite
And chase after the cat.
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The Holy Father at last is dead
Who will succeed him
Who will be the next pope
Francis Arinze?
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Brightness of solar smirking
Encourages fruitful activity
Men look for money
Women for love
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He was talking with two mouths
trying to fool me; now this
and now that - innuendos.
I fear him when he is like this,
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Lachrymal fountain
Oozed from blue sockets
Served by red rioting
In chordal sacks.
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Not so good you say;
Not so good -
Whatever is good enough
For you!
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