segun Johnson Ozique

Freshman - 668 Points (25th, Sept.1961 / Lagos-Nigeria)

segun Johnson Ozique Poems

1. Indulgence 8/26/2010
2. Volte-Face 8/26/2010
3. Hunted 8/26/2010
4. I Dare You Woman 8/28/2010
5. Old Age 8/28/2010
6. To The Dogs I Go Once Again 8/29/2010
7. Passage 8/29/2010
8. At Peace 9/25/2010
9. Addicted 9/25/2010
10. If 9/25/2010
11. Rooted In Reality 9/25/2010
12. Love 9/25/2010
13. Heal Thyself 9/25/2010
14. Love Was You 9/27/2010
15. Single Mum 10/13/2010
16. Beseemingly 10/13/2010
17. The Sixth Sense 10/13/2010
18. The Humpty-Hump 10/13/2010
19. Dignified 10/13/2010
20. Stone Hearted 10/13/2010
21. Fela Anikulapo Kuti 10/13/2010
22. Be Prepared 10/13/2010
23. The Woman 10/13/2010
24. To Ceasar Be His Qualms 10/13/2010
25. Cat To Mouse, The Letter 10/13/2010
26. Politiking 3/17/2011
27. Myself 3/17/2011
28. Southern Voices 2 3/17/2011
29. Cell Management 3/17/2011
30. Kilfud-Yoking 3/17/2011
31. True Hero 3/17/2011
32. The Giant Mice 3/17/2011
33. My Contention 3/17/2011
34. West Africa 3/17/2011
35. Imagine2 3/17/2011
36. Wisdom 3/18/2011
37. The Egyptian Flood 3/18/2011
38. Killing The Environment In Bits 3/18/2011
39. Of Leadership2 3/18/2011
40. The Mask; Friend Turned Foe 8/26/2012

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To A Woman Who Endured

Happy I am you no longer would be hungry
Happy your sacks’ today are laden with gifts
Happy the road to home no longer is weary
Happy all that has come to you pleasantly a lift
Happy of the time spent in outpouring prayers
Happy you no longer are weighed down nor bent
Happy times you dutifully waited and today the pay
Happy is your head now of glorious crown, no not lent
Happy that in so doing, He did openly to all eyes to see
Extent people of good will cling to you, a woman blessed
That happy you asked, He said He would, and did as He said
And, now your ...

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Our Hero

The sleeping dog
Is best left snoring?
For it is best we;
Make historical slumber
Our collective harvests

Let’s make a hero of him
Forget we must! Of his
Avariciousness in the land;

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