samuel nze Poems

What have you been fighting for
What is the reason for the sweat
That cleaves to your brow
That tired gruntling?
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I sit before my computer, busy
Most people are like me
Encouraged to be busy
In our fast world - always.
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Who do you think you are, man?
Come on, enough of you!
See the way you strut
Like a veritable peacock -
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With rat on my chest
I had to pray hard
I pleaded with God
From midnight till dawn
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Grieving like a fulsome song
Harps the exit of the loved
Wreaths will curtain on the pane
As with pain the loser sighs
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When we make arrogant sounds
In anger we spoil something
Bile and bad blood
Fill our chest and choke
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Ascribe him a name
And say it aloud
So that Sekere may be ashamed
And the samba remorseful
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When you are asked to choose
Between love and money
As a young girl
Born with a wooden - not silver -
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The harsh tyrannical sun
Alarms me today
By its fierceness -
It is so hot!
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Strained and drained
Of strength for the journey
That ails and pales and
Makes youth age.
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