chidubem okeke Biography

FAIR IS THE ENIGMA OF THE MIRROR
STARE IN MY REFLECTION AS A HERO
BARE YOU LAY, LAD WITH A PILLOW
DARE TO SEE THE TRICK FROM THE MIRROR
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WHY HAVE YOUR COMPANION FALLEN THERE-OF
INTO A SEA OF ERROR
WALKING IN A DARK TERROR
BECAUSE OF HIS BOUNTIFUL ERROR
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IN THE DARKNESS, I HEAR
SOUNDS OF INUMERABLE CRICKETS
THE HOOTING OF OWLS
THE LIGHTER BLISS OF WONDERING SOULS
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I HAVE CAPPED MY THUMB IN PAINTS OF BLUE
I HAVE RAISED MY HANDS IN VIEW FOR YOU
IN SUN MOST OFTEN
IN RAIN NO DISPAIR
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she has grown
like a pumkin in the garden
like the tendrils of the yam
like the stems of the iroko
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