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Muogbo Ifeanyi Kingsley is a budding Nigerian poet who is surprisingly versatile in other aspects of life aside poetry.He had his secondary education at Rochas Foundation College, Ibadan, Nigeria where his adept leadership skills and academic excellence led him into assuming key leadership positions firstly as the school's JETS club president and subsequently as the senior prefect. He made it to Nigeria's premier university, the University of Ibadan, where he is currently pursuing a degree in Human Medicine and Surgery. He is also a technology enthusiast and as such runs a technology blog albeit inconsistently.He is also a budding writer and has hopes of winning literary awards in the nearest future.)

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Antediluvia

Herein lies the tale of Antediluvia.
The world that is, was, and yet was not.
Of Antediluvia's end, tales were told.
Whether Antediluvia really existed, annals never told.
The universe was once two worlds, so I once read;
Antediluvia and Puritania, so the annals claimed.
A world of wretchedness and wickedness, so Antediluvia was.
A world of goodness and sunshine, so Puritania was.
With trepidation and gloom, singers of old recounted Antediluvia's destruction;
with joy and gaiety, choristers of the heavenlies sang about Puritania's glory.
Maelstroms, siroccos, tornados and hurricanes;
tides, cyclones, waves and oceans;
a formidable alliance formed they,
to tear from reality's fabric Antediluvia's very existence.
So absolute their destruction was,
that in trepidation, the universe cringed.
When alas Antediluvia was destroyed,
the alliance broke and the universe calmed;
Unscathed and glorious, Puritania remained.

Time's silky thread, the Creator spurn.
Long gone was Antediluvia's existence;
into obscurity, Puritania's existence seemed to fade.
Yet whispers still voices into the hearts of men;
deep truths about Puritania's existence.
The world today, Puritania it once was.
From the very heart of old Puritania, corruption blossomed.
A shadow of her ancient self, Puritania now is.
Indeed, whispers calm still voices;
Antediluvia is arisen anew.
Wickedness and sinfulness abound still.
Upon the world, perdition's son has been let loose.

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