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Creature of perfection
Hidden in a complexion
Undefined by man's standard
Yet a beauty to behold
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Cry me a river,
The downpour of oceans,
The glittering waters,
Silent bleeding of your eyes.
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The fountain of strength
Lies in the certainty of death
The rope to life
Waiting for the knife
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I watched her leave,
Taking hearts along,
Creating memories of pains,
Written in blood,
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I believe in dreams,
The only light to a future,
Not yet sure,
Yet felt.
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This is a letter,
I must send to you,
I no longer wait for later,
My heart burns,
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Like the tears of the Niger,
The blood of the black lot,
Buried in asylum,
Deep within crude pain.
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Don't write me down in history,
In reference to my past deeds,
Works I derived no joy from,
Or mistakes of those years.
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My own angel
Gorgeous to a fault
With a voice of sweet melody
Blessed with grace that cant be bought
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The storm cried,
Roaring thundering stole the sky,
The wind sang a sad lyrics,
Dead mournful lines,
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A new land
Of plentiful harvest
Lucent roots of colourful fruits brim filled barns
overpouring in coinage
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I see mama
I see papa
I see me
Granny sleep on floor
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I am the tomorrow Woman yesterday talked about
That beauty coloured colour calabash.
Powdered from baked sunny rays of tropical days
She who the length of her bamboos pledges like a sea of no depth
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WITH LOVE
CHIKWADO

When the stars tell
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Piece of silver and gold have I not
But I have hope
Though I stroll with my tattered bag
Holding the faded chains I call a watch
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Our heart flows over the river ake
Blackened by its soot
We Play the rhythm of fist
Baptising our infant foot
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My african americana
You walk in the ways of pigeons
Dancing disco to our dance of oghene.

You come to the elders with your strange blue legs and long okpu(caps) , discarding our long history of akwa oche.
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The sunset at its horizon toward the east
Now my bags must head across the west
Away from the bliss felt once
Light laughter lingering
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Bounded by blood
We chanted noisily
In our sacred grounds
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I am an african writer
with the melodious lyric
flowing rivers of endless music
with words filled banks
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The Best Poem Of venessa ambrose

Pure African Beauty: Black As Soil

Creature of perfection
Hidden in a complexion
Undefined by man's standard
Yet a beauty to behold

Made by the black soil
Yet shines like chinaware
Each curve proves a perfection
Only done by the lord of mastery

Pure African beauty
Created by coal, yet soft as foam.
Pure African beauty
Made by odds, yet stood through all

They say black is beautiful
I think black is bountifully blessed
With royal beauties dressed
In ancient muds

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