Ivan Chizurum Ezeigbo

Rookie - 23 Points (Nov.4th,1995 / Owerri)

Ivan Chizurum Ezeigbo Poems

1. Desperate Souls 12/31/2011
2. Dark Swords Of The Night 1/2/2012
3. Your Blood On Your Hands 1/2/2012
4. 1994 1/3/2012
5. If Man Had Wings 1/2/2012
6. The Frightening Shadow Of My Love 1/2/2012
7. When God Is Angry 1/2/2012
8. Wingless Angel 1/4/2012
9. Political Entropy 1/4/2012
10. Negros Debate Their Lives Back 1/20/2012
11. Do You Hear My Name? 1/30/2012
12. Condemnation 2/23/2012
13. Counting Hearts 3/3/2012
14. Mad Rush 3/11/2012
15. The Genius 3/23/2012
16. Masking Yourself 3/25/2012
17. I Cry Again 3/25/2012
18. Unless You'Ve Been There Before 3/25/2012
19. True Or False? 3/26/2012
20. My Sunset 4/10/2012
21. The Power In My Hand 4/25/2012
22. My Distant Cry 4/25/2012
23. End Of The World 4/25/2012
24. The Rolling Cross 4/25/2012
25. Mind Travel 12/24/2011
26. My First Date- Judgement Day Of A Lady 12/31/2011
27. Just Evangelism? 4/25/2012
28. On My Dying Day 4/25/2012
29. Future Of Straw 12/4/2012
30. The New Man 12/6/2012
31. Bitter Cakes 12/18/2012
32. You Knock Me Cross-Eyed 12/24/2012
33. Julie, Will You Marry Me? 1/2/2013
34. Mr. Betrayer 1/2/2013
35. His Sad Story 1/2/2013
36. Tessy Wades Into Me 2/1/2013
37. Imagine Me 7/27/2013
38. I Wanted To Tell You 7/27/2013
39. Curtains And Windows 7/27/2013
40. Wistful Thinking 8/7/2013

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Rise Above Hate

He hates
She hates
They hate
And hate hate
The party hate
And hate parties
They hate me
And hate you
And hates us both
And we hate them too
It hates
And hates it
It hates them too
They hate too much
And too much hates too
If I hate you
And you hate me
And you hate it too
And if I hate you both
Then I hate too much
And if I hate too much
Then it hates me too
And if it hates me too
And you hate me too
Then I hate me too
So, why don't we hate hate
And not hate
Cos it's better to hate hate
Than to hate you
I ...

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Your Blood On Your Hands

Look at thy hands
What sawth thou?
A hand of a clean soul
Who has thou mudered?
No one
But yet why lieth blood on thy hands?
There is a question you dareth not answer
Has thou taketh the fruit of which I commandeth thee not?
Yet not anyones' blood
But thy blood on thy hands

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