When I dance

I dance for me,
Silent vibrations from within
Rhythm of the unseen,

I dance for me.
My steps follow their direction,
My heart-beat echoes their sound.

Some say I dance weird: they call me possessed.

If I dance raw, if I dance pure,
If I dance whirlwind, if I dance the spirits within,
No matter what them say,
I know I dance me.
I dance for me.

©2001

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When I remember the fish

When I remember the fish,
The river longed me to go,
Wriggling and meandering, slippery in this
Imaginary waters of my world,
I become a fish.

When eye sea them eat the fish;
They cast their nets for a random catch, they
Drop their hooks for a strangling pull, then,
I become a fish no more.

When them fail to catch the fish;
As the fish wriggles an escape,
Then eye long to be like one as eye
Wonder whether or not am a fish.

©1998

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Eye sea visions

Eye sea visions
Turning into shadow
Disappearing with the dark nights,

Eye sea visions
Walking in my dreams
Pushing to join realities
Then eye fold my hands and wait.

Eye sea visions
Smiling in the face of the moon,
Smelling like flowers of the Seasons
Whispering a psalmist eulogy
Then, eye close my eyes and anticipate!

Eye sea visions
And eye feel irritated, as eye begin
To lament deceptions,
Intuition envelops me… as
Eye wonder the genuineness of this

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Wandering Woman

Hers is a life of abundance
Yet emptiness abound,
Her sun has past its glow for
It rose before her dawn,
Her shadows stretch to the crossroad,
Her web is knit for she desires not mosquitoes.
Men in her life rumbles and roars like
The Lagos bar beach, they
Cause more pain than gain.
She looks very intimidating
But a tender sun melts her cream away.
Love to her has gone with the wind
She can only echo old men transmissions.
Mama desires her grandchildren,
Papa awaits the suitor’s palm wine,
Her job is now her love
And her hope she cannot hold.
She may kognomized a man to the altar
And make him a career,
She may take solace in religion and mentor the young.

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Raindrops of Innocence

Crystal raindrops and romantic breeze
Arouse this reality that becomes you.
For the moon you are stood in nakedness
Intimidating eye with purity hidden for long.
Purity disguised with ruggedness.

Alas! Some raw gem you are.
As eye wear the coat of silence,
Raindrops still singing away
For this two in converse so
Deep, innocence you are arrested
My soul.

The sadness you feel about the world
Made you cry your heart away.
Amazingly! The roving eyes of adventurous
Men sees nothing of your pain.

They call you evasive, they call you deceptive.
For this emotionally depressed mind, them care nothing about,

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This house is war

Amazing voices sing in praise
Of God every morning and night, yet,
This house is war.

We share wonderful jokes, laugh,
Tease one another, yet,
This house is bitter.

We pretend to love; contribute our widows
Might when it is a fellows day,
Yet, our mind habour great evil plots…

I am saddened by this stinking pretense,
I am burdened by this hypocrisy.
The roof have holes, the floor is sticky
And slippery,
Smiles are contrived, friendship is betrayed.

Foods delicious have poison in them,

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A Song for Papa

There was no cloud
Yet the rain came heavy,
Our umbrellas were not ready
And we got soaked.
God the author of all, raised his sun
To dry us whole and to him we give Glory for all.

Papa scored from an offside position
But, if God the ultimate referee accepts the goal,
Ordinary mortals we are can never query
His command.
Eye remember papa’s hot furnace moulding
Us whole,
Like raw gold eye complained the heat, yet the goldsmith
Knew his job and made us to a perfect mould,
We thank you papa for you made us whole.

Eye thought the orange sun will be watched
Smiling to set but, a sudden cloud, thick,
Swallowed the glow and you said,

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Invincible Companion

Sometimes, you feel possessed…,
You hear voice whisper verses to your ears,
You pick your pen and write.

Sometimes, you want to add your line,
But, the voice will say; ‘No, it is not that way,
Listen very attentively, and, write’.

Sometimes, you will add your own line, and the voice
Will say, “Fine, it is alright”…,

Sometimes, you write before you think,
Sometimes, you omit some lines, then, you will have to wait
Long-temporally to get them back.

Sometimes, you get just the sketch, it becomes
An assignment to complete….

Sometimes, you argue with the voice for days
Before you turn out a piece; you listen, you think,

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Perfect Adultery

Nature’s game awarded the clay
To the potter’s neighbour
Who desires it not.
The potter finds his clay perchance
And longed to possess it whole, malleable and wet,
And when he does, it will become
A perfect adultery,

To the potter’s house she
Will go, to be molded whole and happy,
The potter is a good man they will say
But, good men though gentle and civil,
In things of love and romance, sometimes,
The animal in man takes over
And when it does, the potter’s act to claim his clay
Will become a perfect adultery,

When a woman young and inexperienced
Is lured into a marriage of baby making
By a man above his prime and manipulative,

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