Kelechi Iheanachor

Kelechi Iheanachor Poems

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Awakened by the melancholic melody of necessity,
Roused by contractual obligation,
Against darkness in endless adversity,
Evolved into a specie with night vision,
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In paradox with the living world,
Day breaks at dusk,
Reminiscences of the preceding night,
Lost to substance abuse induced amnesia,
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Words are not enough,
Alphabets strung in uncertainty,
Speech slurred in disbelief,
Love endlessly professed,
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The desecration of purity,
Omen of the desolation of paradise,
Established by iniquity,
Sanction for death to arise,
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The time is tomorrow,
Today is long gone,
Yesterday was the future in retrospect,
Memories are predictions,
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Hate begets hate,
Fatality it’s sure fate,
The belly of the sated,
Churned by hatred,
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Clad ever so classy,
Moves, smooth and sassy,
Her gestures are flirtatious,
A smile so contagious,
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Liberty is dead,
Murdered by those she misled.
Cries from the falsely accused,
Left her hysterically amused.
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Freedom in exchange for peace,
An outright sale or a long-term lease,
Seems like a logical transaction,
Except that the force majeure is certain destruction,
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Ennui

Awakened by the melancholic melody of necessity,
Roused by contractual obligation,
Against darkness in endless adversity,
Evolved into a specie with night vision,
Subconsciously performed ritual dances,
Penance to restore consciousness,
Dispelling transient nocturnal trances,
Ubiquitous ambitions of emptiness.

Following in the procession of drones,
An unwitting conscript to mammon’s army,
Incensed by the incessancy of ring tones,
Pacified by the promise of a debt slashed salary,
Obsequious to every instruction,
Uttered in hushed tone,
Whispered curses of eternal damnation,
Fleeting, this heart of stone.

Transitory downing of tools,
Heralds an ignominious symphony,
Renditions by a choir of fools,
A ballad orchestrated in cacophony,
A holy nation in impermanent delirium,
Duality of priests in a diabolical race,
Admittance to utility deprived asylum,
To find respite in love’s embrace.

Upon celestial demise,
Bemoans a rude awakening,
Cloaked in ignorant disguise,
A day closer to final reckoning,
At every journeys destination,
Futile lies all gain,
In utmost apprehension,
Awakened, again.

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