segun Johnson Ozique Poems

Why, oh why am I in this tasteless, sour ceremony?
Smiling when truly, I feel loath to see him glow
Dancing, sipping, nibbling, clinging unheartily
Foolery; like Stringed kittens and puppets
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The world, people, have a rethink, is not in good health
Despite what you see; the many developments in wealth
Her sick soul, be afraid; fear, may soon pass away
Regardless of her funding and founding long-life Alchemy
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Why do I love you and how do I love you so
First with the love of God, then no doubt mine
I think I do for your presence, essence and glow
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I wish to be better Christian, be virtuous: Perfection
To open my eyes to His Glory; His Mercy, Holiness and Grace
Quench my thirst for elevation, and purification: Precision
Nourished spiritually to starve the hunger to praise Him all my days
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Oh Lord your name be praised on this Newsday
Making me a witness to grand new baby's dawn
Forgive my absence at the crowning, not being there
When at their instance you cement as two in one, dears
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To morning, is the awake to the wonders of sunrise
Soothingly the sun rises to apportioning degree of shine
Giving way to dusk as hours of darkness nears to surround
And nature Knocks on door of the moon who bids her time
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Enehita, today, still I gaze endlessly: Stunning.
Like a wind, wanderer, I sit wondering of stuff:
Of how would be your first sets of giggles;
Of your first jiggle, wiggle, waggle, or grind;
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My life is of burdensomely drudgery
I need an adventure, something exciting
To take my mind away from my dreary scribbling
What shall I do? Something off the cuff
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The natural ontological make of mankind is creativity
Every human, aspiring to transform their world
Exploiting, exploring ever new possibilities
Searching for richer, fuller prosperities
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I grew, finely groomed
Taught the notion of the importance of good family values
Of the need to make something good of my life
A life that should transcend immediate bodily material things
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