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Cose Vecchie

My heart is on a journey. My purpose is on its leave. My passion, once sweet as honey, Is now like the dead i bereave. Each new day mocks an old king Whose zeal to love is unreal. Each bright … Continue reading

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Now We Are Fifty-Five (Nigeria @ 55)

When we were five, we abandoned our innocent cots and swore on our forefather’s hopes we clawed around the neglected remains of their pared visions until we had our fingernails full of dirty campaigns and our skin blackened by the … Continue reading

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Truth

Tell me the truth! What truly is the truth? He who knows, confess He who is sure, profess Is it relative? Maybe comparative Probably absolute I cannot conclude If the truth will take a life If a lie could save … Continue reading

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Of Bread and Barley. (The whiter the Bread/The sooner you’re dead. The plentier the Barley/The friendlier the parley)

Manna, o manna, up ahead, Let’s converge on the desert bed. Colour now the desert sands red, And circumcise all you have fed. Bread of the living and the dead, Feed us from the tail to the head, For on … Continue reading

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