mark nwagwu Poems

island unto itself this human body
survival its purpose waves greedy conspiring
bruised and battered bloodied in triumph
human surrenders in gamely revival
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Teach me a new craft, my love
one specially meant for me
that I may dazzle the world
with your diamond lights
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God gave you your eyes
those fluid innocent eyes
that we may look into them
mirrors unto our souls
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Went for visa for Obama transition
forms completed and passports submitted
everything perfect official election
‘Come tomorrow with ID presented.’
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Angels chime his glory!
There's no other black man
at the bar
Is the bar too bad
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Walking down nature's path
birds all above my head
building their way using math
airfield on my feet instead
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Timeless Self to boundless Other
two identities in full definition
ministering mystery of verdant creation
two souls spiced in spiritual wonder
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If you want to know
what growing old is like
let your grand children visit
and then you'll know
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They say getting old is like being young
only your body runs and leaves you behind

But this isn’t as bad as
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