Collins Nkemjika Nzomuche
Biography of Collins Nkemjika Nzomuche
Onyenso popularly known and called by many who admires his gentility and humility, hails from Eziobodo in Owerri West Local Government Area of Imo State in the South-Eastern part of Nigeria in the heart of Africa.
He was born on Tuesday,2nd February,1988.
He had his primary school first in Eziobodo Community Primary School, Eziobodo, Owerri West, Imo State; Ohiya Community Primary School Ohiya, Umuahia North, Abia State; Library Avenue Primary School World Bank Housing Estate, Umuahia North Abia State.
Secondary school life was spent in Ibeku High School, Umuahia, Abia State.
He is currnetly an Accounting student of Federal Polytechnic Nekede, Owerri, Imo State, Nigeria.
A Human Right Activits. The Vice-President, Save The Youth Organization (A non-governmental organization) , Director of Legal Proceedings Equity Chambers Federal Polytechnic Nekede.
He is a man of intellectuality and Godfearing devoted catholic of CKC World Bank Parish, Umuahia, Abia State.
His hobbies are sports (football) , Writting prose and composing of poems. Conducting research work on areas like character observation, computer manipulation, etc.
Collins Nkemjika Nzomuche Poems
Hope And Faith
Since we have to live By hope; by faith we live Since we have to vanquish By strength; by determination we vanquish
Love Love Psst Love The grandmother of solution Coheter of the scattered and deserted Builder of happy relation
He is a confirmed last man standing The epitome of acceptable manner He is greatly suffering Despite that, he stands firm
Heart Of The Matter
Ii is the vital deprivation Of the underdeveloped countries That they do not have factories For the manufacture of chewing gum
Dear, dear is your name A symbol of beauty Soon coming queen The oracle of cohesion
Precious; So Precious
Oh the light in the dark You are the belle in mention So comely and facinating Formal in nature
Tommorrow tommorrow All is for Tommorrow Good now Good tommorrow
The Restless Souls
Oh the restless soul Heating like a molotov-cocktail Deserted and abandoned You think deeply like a bard
All is for Tommorrow
What a tommorrow