Vincent Onyeche Poems

During the days
Days of Dads retirement
Celebration for a new pensioner
On and Off-line
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Continence of love crested over me
Deep down downstream
It flows through my vein
Love baron; I play its dirty game
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There's this thing that takes time to turn
The background radiation is radioactive in the air.

This thing is an entity in the soul dirt
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Part of a whole but I'm broken
Torn into three unstable fragments
Incompetent of religious believe.
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Sometimes he wish he could diffuse
And be everywhere at same time
So he keeps embarking on a trip
An endless trip for an ultimate search
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Before the Sun was energized,
I drove around the city with nothing in mind to find...
But stumbled upon a beauty of a kind
An untold story could tell the breeze was cold.
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Self-esteem is a merit
You earn it
If you are blind to haters.
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It's a dirty game... What is it?
From freedom to chains and tattoos
From speak up to shut up by guns
Then speak up democracy is born
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Not all Africans are dark
I know you've heard the dogs bark
And watched tails wag in front of strangers,
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Yes you can scream, scream
Yes your voice is loud, scream
Yes you got the ideas, say it
Yelling atop of knowledge knuckle.
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