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Chikamso754
Chikamso754
22/M/Anambra state. Nigeria A writer, a rhymester, a thinker...A guy that wants to get known..
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Neither have I silver nor gold Surely know I have soul With less dismay but bold I'll let wild out my goal This would be a resource manual To rate thy giver to earth This would be a great trial To the eves of the earth Nine rounds of thirty day's understatement Every round of two hundred and seventy Days would suit the statement No merry, no joy but groan plenty Out of the mind, I'll boldly write To the eves of the nation Against the serpent we'll fight To appease man of creation Sounds the voice of the traitor "Take and be unveilely wise" "where're you" is the voice of the creator "We're naked" false wisdom in his eyes rise Forgive us father, suit all mothers That groan, strive'll be less At the giving stage. No bothers Of crucial bitterness but happiness Oh God, see the folks through Whom absence is their  mother Know I you are thee true To present their mind with no bother Their minds fill with love Their souls fill with strong aim That they'll not renege. Above All, affable care, give to them Was I to earth by great woman Ebony black, one'f  her feutures Ago, now aged, by her man Yeah, you'll confirm by pictures Either have I soul, mind or hand I'll celebrate mothers in no dismay Present, past, to show thee love in kind To thee all, blessed  mothers day
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Mar 16, 2021
Mar 16, 2021 at 7:34 AM UTC
BLESSING
Neither have I silver nor gold Surely know I have soul With less dismay but bold I'll let wild out my goal This would be a resource manual To rate thy giver to earth This would be a great trial To the eves of the earth Nine rounds of thirty day's understatement Every round of two hundred and seventy Days would suit the statement No merry, no joy but groan plenty Out of the mind, I'll boldly write To the eves of the nation Against the serpent we'll fight To appease man of creation Sounds the voice of the traitor "Take and be unveilely wise" "where're you" is the voice of the creator "We're naked" false wisdom in his eyes rise Forgive us father, suit all mothers That groan, strive'll be less At the giving stage. No bothers Of crucial bitterness but happiness Oh God, see the folks through Whom absence is their  mother Know I you are thee true To present their mind with no bother Their minds fill with love Their souls fill with strong aim That they'll not renege. Above All, affable care, give to them Was I to earth by great woman Ebony black, one'f  her feutures Ago, now aged, by her man Yeah, you'll confirm by pictures Either have I soul, mind or hand I'll celebrate mothers in no dismay Present, past, to show thee love in kind To thee all, blessed  mothers day
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. Oh! wicked vicious blindness, pleasant part of darkness, Softly called sightlessness. Your symbol is blackness, Oh! wicked blindness. . Bearing the least resemblance of white, Stagger and stumble becomes ultimate, Best friend turns to be the dark night, Lightlessness's the only thing you await. Oh! wicked blindness. . The very moment they become blind, Then, sight declined, death affined. they begin to see the never seen, For them, the seeings go no theme. Oh! wicked blindness. . My only saviour is the Ear, No ground for delight in ****** why?. Sorrow is all I hear, In both physical and spiritual. Oh! wicked blindness. . Hello! To all the sightless fellow, Known and Unknown in sorrow. With you, I do feel the pain, With Maker, we'll break the chain. And the lightning sight, we'll regain. . To hell with the wicked, vicious Blindness.. . Okoye Chikamso (Mr_Focus) .
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Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 12:24 PM UTC
BLINDNESS
. Oh! wicked vicious blindness, pleasant part of darkness, Softly called sightlessness. Your symbol is blackness, Oh! wicked blindness. . Bearing the least resemblance of white, Stagger and stumble becomes ultimate, Best friend turns to be the dark night, Lightlessness's the only thing you await. Oh! wicked blindness. . The very moment they become blind, Then, sight declined, death affined. they begin to see the never seen, For them, the seeings go no theme. Oh! wicked blindness. . My only saviour is the Ear, No ground for delight in ****** why?. Sorrow is all I hear, In both physical and spiritual. Oh! wicked blindness. . Hello! To all the sightless fellow, Known and Unknown in sorrow. With you, I do feel the pain, With Maker, we'll break the chain. And the lightning sight, we'll regain. . To hell with the wicked, vicious Blindness.. . Okoye Chikamso (Mr_Focus) .
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