I Would Be a Fool

If I did not trust
I would be a fool:
Sometimes to trust is
The only alternative -
When you eat only after
Having hoped for food;
When you sleep
Only after having tired out;
When you dress up
As the only safe keep from nakedness;
When you hold her
In your arms as a relief
From lonely pain.
If I did not trust
I would be a fool;
I would be a fool
Even if I trusted.

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A Man Should Have Respect

A man should have respect
His case may not accord him that,
Nor his situation
Yet he must feel self worth.

A man must have respect
He may be poor
And destitute
But he is a child of God.

He is a spark of the Spirit
He is a wonder in himself
He is unique
The greatest of animals.

A man will have respect
Primordiality may refuse him it
But he will strive all he may
To clinch it still.

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Thought or Romance

Mama's world is different than papa's
Hers is romance
His is thought;
Thought and romance
Which do I prefer?
I prefer mama's world,
Tears
Joy
Passion
Love;
A kaleidoscope of hearts,
A diversity of human expression;
Children play
Adults kiss
Old men stroke the beard gently;
Even the sun
Is not harsh,
Casting as it does
Warm glistening showers and
Not the harsh passion of

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When I am Hungry

When I am hungry
And have no money to eat
At least I have hope
Which keeps me fed for the time being
Till I get money
To go to the cafe
And get myself a meal

Hunger is not ignored
Except in fast
And even in fast
It is ignored with strength

When I get money to eat
I am no longer hungry
My hope has paid off
Has served its temporary term
I am back from the cafe
Where I have had food
To quell my hunger

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Enduring M's.

Mosquitoes have endured long
Biting people
The same old story of
Insects causing plasmodium
Marriage has endured long
Bonding people
The same old story of
Interested adults wed
Money has endured long
Buying people
The same old story of
Inflated goods sold
Misery has endured long
Bullying people
The same old story of
Injured hearts bled
Motherhood has endured long
Bearing people
The same old story of
Incarcerated fetuses freed.

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Years After

Let my cry touch you, fate
You who killed my father
And let my mother follow him
Down below six years after

Let my cry touch you, fate
You who caused my guardian
To hate and maltreat me and
Drive me away seven years after

Let m cry touch you, fate
You who made me roam
Without a precise future after school
Confused even five years after

Let my cry touch you, fate
You who caused me to be
Dried up of love now that I
Miss mother fourteen years after.

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Grieving Like A Fulsome Song

Grieving like a fulsome song
Harps the exit of the loved
Wreaths will curtain on the pane
As with pain the loser sighs

Mournful irony will quip
That his loss is disguised boon
Lesser pain perhaps, but this?
We must let him still to weep

He will cry and rent the air
Quarreling with God or fate
Asking why it must be him
Puzzle no one can resolve

Quizzes of the same allure
Leaved etched lines above the eyes
Raised and stoic like the priest's
Causing one to age with speed.

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My Friend, A Friend

I sit and think of you
Kenechukwu.
Last night I had a curious
Dream.
My best friend saw you beside me
And grew jealous;
Who is this?
He asks in a huff,
Black spectacles closing
Crimson red eyes.
A friend, I say
Unready to precipitate offense.
A friend or your friend?
I am at a loss then;
Where lies the bifurcation
Between a friend and my friend?
Jude, I do not know.
If it is bile that eats you,
Then know that
You are my best friend,

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A Friend, My Friend

I sit and think of you
Kenechukwu.
Last night I had a curious
Dream.
My best friend saw you beside me
And grew jealous;
Who is this?
He asks in a huff,
Black spectacles closing
Crimson red eyes.
A friend, I say
Unready to precipitate offense.
A friend or your friend?
I am at a loss then;
Where lies the bifurcation
Between a friend and my friend?
Jude, I do not know.
If it is bile that eats you,
Then know that
You are my best friend,

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Pride is Power

Is pride power?
Think of that woman
Smugly ensconced on her
Backrest.
She would prefer to give
Of her wealth
Than beg for anything.
She is proud
And exerts power
Over her beneficiaries.
Think too about that
Beautiful girl
Who shakes her bottoms
This way and that
On the road;
She woos boys
But does not show it.
She is proud
And exercises power
Over her lovers.

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