Emeka Chunye

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She loves me more than a mother does her child.
She gave life to all this wonder,
for my pleasure and amazement,
I bask in her love,
...

The form of art which is delivered
from the powerhouse of personal creativity
and not of necessity
does no minding to the wants and cheers of the mass,
...

if i say little its probably because i know that much
if i say much its likely because i know so little
but i have much to say anyways
and i must say it,
...

(A poem is a poem)

In the name of God the Father
the Son and the Holy spirit
...

As a child i did play
As an adult i do stray

I serve like a slave
...

If the heart keeper
Turns to be the one
That breaks and bend
to solitude
...

Remember to play,
like you did as a child,
Laugh
out loud,
...

Criticism is a lively form of art,
and the life it holds
is not in the condemnation of the art it encounters,
but in the analysis and embedding of a point of view
...

All my love
I pour in this moment,
and no other would be truer than this which I tender.
Hold on to this beauteous memories,
...

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God Mother

She loves me more than a mother does her child.
She gave life to all this wonder,
for my pleasure and amazement,
I bask in her love,
and dance to her song.
They call her father,
I call him mother.
She is the source
from which I source my sauce,
I and my mother are one,
and all who believe in me
shall suckle from her breast.
She is the alpha and omega,
the beginning and end,
the first and the last,
She is the I am that I am.
and She is the I
that I am.
I came forth from her,
and of her image and likeness
I am,
within the structure of my being
she has extended herself wholly,
yet HOLY,
SHE is,
IN your God,
and IN Goodness,
WE unite.

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