Uche Nwanze Poems

I met this tall call girl
In a mall
She was on a call
Not that I wanna call her
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Under one roof, confined together like inmates each scrambling for the crumbs of their taskmasters. A comedy of error, they have plunged us into this timeless abyss. Beguiled by the Union Jack, they crossed the Atlantis. With a mission to plunder like rapacious mosquitoes. Masquerades dancing naked in the market square.

They woo us with Greek gifts of civilization, with their left hand steal our wealth and defile my people. With his Bible they swayed our gullible hearts. My forbears coaxed under the barrel of his gun.
She arranged a marriage of convenience among strange bed fellows. Long live the Queen our voices have gone hoarse. Thee North and South led to the altar, their marriage a stillbirth. An alliance made to feather the nest of Her Royal Majesty's service.
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The other woman, when the Sheriff is out of town.
When there is an emergency,911 comes to the rescue.
When there is no doctor, the first aid box comes in handy.
When there is fire on your rooftop, the gentle breeze that quiets the inferno.
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How can you sleep at night when I am hurting.
How can you carry on as if I don't exist.
How can you go on like you don't care.
How can you wear a smile on your face when I shed a million tears for you.
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I can't stop this love
I can't fight this feeling.
I can't hold this emotions.
I can't hide it anymore.
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No matter what happens, I will always be by your side.
No matter what happens, I will always stand by you.
No matter what happens, I will walk the long road with you.
No matter what happens I have got your back.
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What happens in your world, rocks my world.
Your world, a mirror to my world.

When you smile, you bring sunshine to my life.
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Since I was a toddler, I have been good not bad.
I tried not to be naughty but nice.
I didn't pout for once or cry.
Even while I sleep, I wait.
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As I battle in the theatre of my dreams thoughts racing like the Ferrari on the highway. I ponder at the midnight stars thought running riot like thirsty zombies. I wait pregnant with hope for sleep to pay me a visit. Endless wait do I seek for her appearing, in eternity I pace like a man whose wife is in the delivery room. I tread like a thread on a haystack, looking for answers if the moon could whisper to my waiting ears. To the ceiling I stare counting my ABC like a kindergarten pupil, still my eyes like a rolling dice two sixes. My heart pounding, a landmine is about to be stepped on.
Why has my troubles journeyed with me to my bed. Why has my worries chosen to taunt and haunt me. Why has my fears decided to vaunt her victory. Why has my doubts become my jailer. When will she come knocking. With bathed breath i wait as the day swallows night.
I will be pregnant with hope as I drown in my thoughts, I pray Sleep comes visiting.
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Nature cries in anguish, the Creator's heart bleeds at the wickedness of his creation
In the beginning he made them male and female
Yellow, Black and White like the colours of the Rainbow he created them
In his image he created mankind, the creator is yellow, Black and White
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