Ivan Chizurum Ezeigbo Poems

Monuments of the new man
Resurrection of the new spice
An enemy to the former villain
That mystifies the so-called unwise
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Sugar tongues
Fearful tongs
Learning to survive
Asking why you are alive
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My skies
This is my message to you
Waking each morning
You are the one I see first
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I speak for those who ride with me on the dreary tides
With auspicious hopes of being found ashore
Our Rube Goldberg’s gold that vanished beyond our very prospects
We crave for the secession of our goals from the assays of them
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My party has risen wild
And God can now laugh with me
Like freedom on the blankets of the wind
My spirit as air from my nostrils
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Sometimes when we are sad
All we need is someone to smile
Someone to play some music
Someone to sing us a song
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Maybe you're right
Maybe I am not that happy after all
Maybe I haven't achieved true self love
Maybe I am a little dirt
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Has anyone ever thought of life after death?
I don’t think so
But I thought so
When the supernatural life and I met
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Keen eyes
Hyperactive legs
Grimace on the face
Desperate souls
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Won by the forces of nature
Sealed law of banished future
History repeats itself
At some point, you feel control over yourself
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