egba-ogaba-christian
46/M/Nigeria
I am a graduate of Mass Communication, a creative writer with over a hundred songs and over fifty poems. I am a recording artists with an album titled KEEPING FAITH. Some of my poems have been published. Hoping to record more songs and publish more poems.
Aaaaa!
How I hate my life
My fears I wrap in my tears
As my burdens I bear alone
The hurt and pain so fierce
They tore away at my heart
And pierce my viens with fear
Who will hear?
Who will listen?
Who will bear…?
…this cross with me?
I searched the dark
alleys of my heart
For loved ones far or near
I screamed in silence
In the midst of a crowd
But none could pick up
The scent of depression
I stretch my heart
Across a furious road
But none could see
The drench of suicidal thoughts
Was I invincible?
Was I unseeable?
Was I unlovable?
Was I untouchable?
All I needed was a hug
A touch…
…a call
Even a whisper
would have been enough
But I found a rope
Tighter than a hug
…a bullet
Stronger than love
A poison
More feelable than a touch
And I hung…and hug my death
Now I’m gone
Am I visible?
Can you now see me?
Can you now hold me?
Can you now love me?
Suicidal!
Feb 11, 2021
Feb 11, 2021 at 8:52 PM UTC
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
I am a captive
Taken from my home
Away from love and care
Now I live in fear
In the midst of the unknown
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
I am Leah Sharibu
Oh! You have forgotten me, probably
I wouldn't blame you
I am just a girl, you thought
But I am Nigeria
And I could be just your girl
Yet you go to bed with both eyes closed
Because I am just a girl.
How do you sleep?
How do you find peace?
How do you laugh with satisfaction
And Find rest?
Knowing I am Leah Sharibu
And I am Nigeria
I am Leah Sharibu
Who is she? I can hear you ask.
Oh! You've forgotten?
I am that "Dapchi girl"
Kidnapped with her school mates
But they are free and I am not
They gained their lives back
Because they are what I am not
That's what some people thought
But I am not just "that Dapchi girl"
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
And I am a captive
I am in chains
I am in bonds
I am in pains
And I am not free
I am still missing
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
I am Leah Sharibu
I am a Christian
That's what you said
But I am more than a Christian
I am a girl child
I am a woman
I am a daughter
I am a mother
And I am a wife
But I am more than all these
Yes! I am
I am Nigeria
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
Though you called me a Christian
Undoubtedly I am
Was that not why you left me behind?
Was that not why you've left me till now?
How callous? How unpatriotic?
You swore an oath to protect me
But you lied
You think calling me a Christian
Will clear your conscience
But you lie!
I am Nigeria
That's my identity
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
I have been betrayed
By Deceivers parading themselves as leaders
By cowards parading themselves as heroes
By liers who embraces you with a dagger
I have been betrayed
By enemies camouflaged as friends
I thought they cared about me
But all they want is a piece of me.
So they don't care if I bleed
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
I am not missing
You can see me
But you've refused to free me
You've made me your slave
Everyday you **** me
Everyday you **** me
Everyday you brutalise me
Everyday you torment me
Despite the oath you swore to protect me
You have become my terror
My Kidnapper
My tormentor
My killer
My captor
My destroyer
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
I can see, you don't care, who I am
You think I will just pass away
Like a shadow in the night
Another figure among the many lost
So you hope
But you lie
I am your fear
I am your shame
I am your story
Ugly but true
I am your cross
You must bear
I am your pain
And I won't go away
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
You can **** me
But I won't die
Though ****** with many swords
And bleeding on all sides
You will always hear my cries
Because I live on....
You can try to hide me
Like a woman's nature call
But I won't go away
I will be your nightmare
And walk the night in your sleep
I will be your nemesis
And follow you to your grave
I will be your infamy
Lay you bare for the world to see
I will be the truth
That topples your lies
And I pray that I will be your end
So you'd be no more
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria
Another night has come
And I pray for sleep
Not knowing if I will see the dawning of a new day
You expect me to be weak
To break down and fall
You expect me to be feeble and frail
But I won't
Everyday I see the sun
I will grow strong
Everyday I take a breath
I shall be agile able
Don't expect me to give up
For I shall win at last
I am Leah Sharibu
I am Nigeria.
Jan 24, 2021
Jan 24, 2021 at 7:13 PM UTC
Lying on a borrowed bed,
With no pillow to help the rest.
I let my mind on a crest
and set on a dreamy night.
Dreamy night
indeed I do have.
A giant Cherub,
seated on a Crescent Moon
Playing on a Violin
A baby's lullaby
On a dreamy night.
Called to the music
My Soul travelled on;
with the sound of the music
Embedded with much hallucination.
A falsitude of life!
All seems to be a lie.
But it will last
only for a while;
as a dreamy night I lost
at the bite of a bug
cruel enough to share a bed.
Jan 18, 2021
Jan 18, 2021 at 7:27 PM UTC
Passion
The oil
Behind the force
That drives
The heart crazy
Passion
The force
Behind action
That sets the
Heart in motion
Passion
The fire
Behind vision
So strong and clear
Passion
The cause
Of the tension
Deep in my heart
Passion
The reason
For the madness
Tearing me apart
Passion
The force
Behind the motion
Within my veins
Passion
The reason
Behind the sunrise
At dawn
Passion
The vibes
Behind the tremors
Of the nightingales
Passion
The words
Behind the pen
In my hand
Passion
The cause
Of my passion
Is you!
Jan 18, 2021
Jan 18, 2021 at 7:21 PM UTC
Truth is dead
Men murdered it
At its young age
Blinking like fading lights
They lie with their eyes
The tongue is tied
And the cords
We do not see
And when it rises
Like bouncing *****
On barbed wires
The words are deflated
And truth is murdered
Because trust has been buried
In the dark background of their hearts
And the offspring of truth
Are thought to be an outcast.
But always triumph
Because truth never dies.
Jan 18, 2021
Jan 18, 2021 at 7:13 PM UTC
Though I don’t know
Exactly what to say
Still I must respond
To the undying impulse to write
Meaningless be It may
Still the flames I’ll sustain
And reward myself with the joy
Of a holding a pen
This is a call
A duty I must perform
So when the urge comes
I allow my heart to flow
Into the streams of many generations
Yes, generations yet to come
So when my torch burns out
My life will still glow
Like a many thousand lights
Long after I am gone
Jan 18, 2021
Jan 18, 2021 at 6:36 PM UTC
Where every touch carries love
Every hand carries help
And a tiny crumb satisfy all
That is home
Where every tear is shared
Every hug carries a warmth
And every word carries laughter
That is home
Where I find strength to fight my wars
And courage to face my fears
Not because I am strong
But because I have helping hands
That is home
Where despite my faults
I still find comfort
And the cold hands of failure
Does not win it all
That is home
Where hands are joined together
To help each other get the victory
And they never stop trying
Until everyone is smiling
That is home
Where you run to
When all the world reject you
Like ***** rags with no more use
And you find a hug, a warmth and a word
That is home
My home
A place I always want to be
My home
There is none other like you
When every wall carries freedom
That is home
Home
Every step away from you carries fear
Everyday away from you seems so lost
I miss all the love all the warmth
The smiles and the laughter in my home
Jan 18, 2021
Jan 18, 2021 at 6:21 PM UTC
The bloodsuckers of the night
Invaded my abode
And with their unsterilized pipe
Draw my blood
******* the life
Out of my viens
Injecting death
Into the stream
And in my pain
I fight back
Taaah! A clap, a slap
But it ends in my pain
For the invaders escaped
Making a mockery of my counter-attack
In the dark
Upon the couch
When my head
Her rest do seek
Then came their scout
And huuuummmm goes my drum
This is worst than a bite
For insomnia do invite
Another alien to my home
So with teary eyes
And shivering bones
With lost appetite
And a sour taste in my mouth
A body feeble and frail
Went I to see a doctor
In the heat of my body
Hot like a dozen furnaces
Went I to the clinic
But my testimony was not enough
To convince the doctor
That the invaders have left a stranger
In my blood stream
A parasite feeding on my life
So the lab man I must see
For the foreigner must be identified
Home I went and back I came
To see the doctor
But I have thought what to do
To these foreigners
Both the invaders and the aliens
For my health and my rest
Are worth more than gold
And now sitting before the doctor
Wandering what they must have found
Hoping it’s not going to be grave
“Malaria parasite”
Malaria?!
“Yes malaria” the invaders left it in your blood stream
Home I went from the doctor
Armed with arthemether, lumefatrin and paracetamol
To fight this war
Raging in my world
Still I wonder
What do I do?
To end it all
Once and for all
For the invaders
Still hide within my walls
In my wardrobe and in my clothes
Under my bed and in the closet
In water left uncovered
And the ***** pool outside my home
In the gutters and uncut lawn
They seem to be everywhere
The “wipers” could not **** them
They seem to make them strong
For everytime they bounced back
More angry and fierce
No! one more pain, one more bite
And my senses returned
I have heard of ITN
Insecticide Treated Net
Convinced I was of just one try
At last I found my warrior
To defeat these aliens and invaders of my world
Oh! How I love this net….
Gleefully I crawl under the net
To take my sweet beautiful rest
And no more of these alien care
And my war against mosquito won
And malaria defeated from the source
Prevention and better than cure.
Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 10:03 PM UTC
I am born with a purpose
And I live with a focus
Grow with a vision
Survive for a mission
I got a reason
To live for a season
Through the trials
I have to triumph
‘cos my mission
Is to humanity
To add quality
And meaning to life
So I strive
To overcome the storm
That seems so tough
But for my purpose
I shall not lose focus
No thought of giving up
When I have not done all
That humanity demands
For it is a command
I must obey
Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 9:43 PM UTC
From the ashes and dust
We rise again
Bearing the scars of death
As we count our lost
From the bones and graves around
Many have fallen
And the sword is red
We march through the village square
Bearing more corpses
Looking for a place to rest
From the raging sword of the invaders
We seek the face of the gods
Why do we dance on their graves?
Like masquerades in the village square
The kings come from afar
And we take them to the shrine
The invaders helped us built
And none shed a tear…
None raised a wail…
And none grieved
Because it’s not their lost
They said we wail too much
For the lost was small
A tiny drop in the ocean of blood
That has flooded the land
Our contribution was small…yes, small contribution
Or how else could we justify this ceaseless carnage?
So they took more
More women…more children
More boys…more girls
Some pregnant…some suckling
A sacrifice to make up for the rest
We thought our shrine was big enough
To pacify the gods and save their wrath
But we were wrong
Their white regalia is not red enough
The blood is not deep enough for a swim
But why desire blood as one seeks for water in the desert
Oh sword! When will you rest?
The king is coming
Maybe he will see the mountains of graves
And the waiting dead—candidates for mass burial
Maybe he will say it is enough
And the priest can take the blood
And pour on the altar of the gods
So the living can rest
And the land will know peace
And the sword be no more red
May the gods be pacified
This sacrifice is enough
Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 9:35 PM UTC