Onyenankeya Nzubejah Biography

Up there, i used to be,
How i got there, still an untold mystery to me.
Coming down i was left with.
How? I wondered.
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Brace your face up,
High above the mountains,
And see me in the heart of the sky.
At the speed of light, am leaving not knowing when or whether i will be coming back.
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Its white, like snow.
Valued like diamonds and gold because of its use of adornment.
I was very fortunate among my fellow sailors to have found it inside the shell of oysters by the sea shore.
Its only but one, but its really precious to me, because it is hard to find.
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If only tears were water.
I would fetch it with a cup and pass it to all.
To taste and explain the pain of tragedy when it strikes.
Come along with me in life like a dark room and i will open to you,
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