Paul Ojevwe Dididjon Poems

MOSQUITOES
With your drilling machine
you came to drain my blood
as I barked at you like
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Last Night
The previous night is a necklace that hangs down her chest
and her memory is the chains of bondage she has to bear
if though were wounds then she will bleed to death
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Moonlight
My past is a stingful Bee that imprison me in the memories of unforgettable days
When we make the night our companion
the sky our playground
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THE RAIN MAKERS
We begged them to rain upon us
favours and good tidings
Instead,
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