Ya Gazie Poem by Emeka GOC

Onyendu GOC, Ya Gazi

"The Custodian of Echoes"
In the quiet corridors of forgotten stories,
where ancestors murmur through the dust of memory,
a voice rises, not hurried,
not loud, but deliberate,
like a priest unveiling a sacred drum

Onyendu GOC,
scribe of shadows, the custodian of echoes,
you walk the narrow bridge
between the living and the remembered,
gathering fragments of truth
that others overlook

Onyendu GOC,
Your pen is not ink; it is invocation.
It summons spirits from the edges of silence,
coaxes forgotten gods to speak again,
and teaches mortals to listen

Onyendu GOC,
You write of Surugede,
the dance where spirits judge the living,
and your words tremble
with the weight of ancestral verdicts.
You write of Ofo na Ogu, calling home Justice
the staff of truth and innocence,
and your lines stand upright, refusing to bend
to the crookedness of the world

Onyendu GOC,
You walk through politics, like a man carrying fire,
burning illusions, illuminating deceit,
yet never losing the tenderness
that makes your verses human

Onyendu GOC,
Your poems are not mere poems, they are lanterns
hung in the corridors of confusion,
guiding the weary toward clarity

Onyendu GOC,
You speak of childhood
with the ache of nostalgia,
of death, with the dignity of acceptance,
of identity
with the stubbornness of a people
who refuse to be erased.

Onyendu GOC,
And when you write of justice, your words sharpen
into arrows of truth, piercing the fog
that hides the sins of power.

Onyendu GOC,
your voice is a shrine, where culture kneels
to remember itself.
Your craft is a river, carrying the debris of history
toward the ocean of understanding.

Onyendu GOC,
You are the poet, who gathers broken truths
and binds them with courage.
The one who walks into darkness not to disappear,
but to return with light

Onyendu GOC,
Your legacy is not ink on paper it is the awakening
of those who read you and suddenly remember
that silence, is a dangerous inheritance.

Onyendu GOC,
You are OGA, the Boss, AKU, the Wealth
the one who listens deeply,
the one who speaks boldly,
the one who writes, so that the world, may finally hear.

Onyendu GOC,
You ink will never dry.
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