Emmanuel Ojex

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It'll not be far
till my heart turns stiff
It's not going to last forever
I'm well aware of this

A confused individual
Oh! I am in a state
a state of confusion
Where i don't know which way to go

In a nation filled with political miscreants and tyrants,
Led by unworthy leaders,
All moving towards the path of the gutter,
Despite her uncommon number of talented hustlers.

We are children of beggars
we have no choice but to automatically harness our little talent
or what we know it as
knowing how to beg and prolly wash cars

They say heaven and hell
will be the final in one's end
But to us, we're already there
We're already witnessing stage one on planet earth


Hi, it's your friend
Yeah, your longtime friend


We're hungry
But we lacking


While I stare at the deep of the earth
I tear from my eyes


Now I can go to jail
Have for myself, a bad name

(Sounds Of Silence)

Would I have had it any better in life?


Imagine a world for no and everyone
Where we all are here to be as one and to save the world


Sweet architect!
I hope you are listening to the clamors in my head

Do you see us when we cry?
When we try to hide our faces in the sand?
have you ever thought it through,
That these people might be hurt too

Look at our daughters
They now show no ill in laying with men old as their fathers
Look at our sons
Nothing is holding them back from scamming the green people with their bad brain and laptops

Why should I hold it in?
Is my heart an inn?
Why should I not say when I have been hurt?
Will you only learn the evil your shunning made me do when I become a member of the dreaded cults?


I look back on the memories we've had sometimes ago
When life was free for every one of us, both young and old

I look down and I don't recognize myself
I tried to push my legs to go faster
but I guess theirs was faster than mine

THE STORY IN MY HEAD (The Man Sitting In Your Front)

He's not a human being - No, he is less of that
He might've been the one through whose sperm I permeated into my mother's vagina

Tell it to the mountains
tell it out loud that the world might hear
Wax up the steep and rugged hills, journey the valleys and fountains
tell them! oh tell them now that they are near

it's not that the eyes can't see at times
it's just the brain that can't read -
the pain, dip as cells in our body; smeared on smiles
it's just that our brains can't read

Emmanuel Ojex Biography

Poet — Social Entrepreneur — Designer — Unfurling)

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It'll Not Be Far

It'll not be far
till my heart turns stiff
It's not going to last forever
I'm well aware of this

It'll not be far
till I am forced to forget
all the merry we made so far
and the things we did and didn't get

It'll not be far
till I will be too sorry to say bye
for I am but an imperfect man
who's hurt you'll have kept in a pile.

It'll not be far
I know it will not be
I really never expected actually to come this far
So in my words, my spirit will be

In your hearts; minds
and souls
will my works drum beats of fire
and in your heads, will my spirit grow.

For I know it'll not be far
Before I join the voices in my head
Let me, in life go far
So I am accomplished before I join the dead.

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