Uwakwe Uchechkwu Poems

The sun rises each day with a loud cry
hidden under her beaming rays
She looks forth for the remains of her cousins, sighs and nods in anguish
And asks through the voice of her messengers,
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There is a path like the odd street corner
Where dreams flutter like papers
When touched by the wild wind,
Maddened as they dance about their waists like they do in belly dance
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There seems to be a train somewhere here on this wheel of life
It comes once in a lifetime
And you get to see it once
You leave and never get to see what happens behind
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At times
I saddle my horse, mount on it
and ride
away into the dark in a swift
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Fear the poet...
'cause he'll make the papers bleed

Fear the poet...
...

It did came...
Under the boughs of September (the month whom i hold dearest) ,
A dream came to me amid the grave night.
It sprout a rose under my lame pillow
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Maturity, a cunny fellow carves her room amid the loins of humanity,
in the era of life and the councel of time.
Hostile like the faceless wind
She makes her presence known with very little a deed.
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Dizzy, the city grows at the onset of night.
Cars disappear from the highways
Like vampires do at the slightest flicker of light
And fagged souls drag their feets.
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I.
He seats confused in solitude
His hand he dips in
And out comes an old ear phone,
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Missiles for breakfast,
Gun roars for lunch
Shells for supper
Grenades for bath
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