Since I have become an
unnecessary annoyance to you,
Why are you still hanging
around me.
Why are you so desperate
to attach yourself to me?
Why not simply allow me to go?
Everything you said about me is true,
Yes you are correct,
Yes you are right.
I am a nonconformist.
Let me go my own way.
We are not seeing eye to eye.
We are not meant to be together.
You will wake up tomorrow and thank me for leaving.
A leopard can never change its skin
The ocean can never flow backwards.
The sun must always rise from the east.
When a man can no longer breath,
he dies.
This arrangement of forceful cohabitation can no longer work.
This integration is choking me.
This amalgamation is suffocating.
You know it's not working .
I am the lion from the Ibo tribe.
I am the king of the African forest.
I am the whirlwind,
I am the storm,
I am the rain,
I fall where ever I chose.
Grace is upon me.
The breath of the Almighty propels me.
My intent to survive is genuine.
I have already proven it to you.
Don't force yourself on me.
Don't  intimidate me,
I am not such a one.
I will fearlessly
and vehemently oppose you.
You forced me into a corner
as if I am a social *****.
I cannot function like that.
I am a free spirit.
I must soar.
Let me be.
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Since I have become an
unnecessary annoyance to you,
Why are you still hanging
around me.
Why are you so desperate
to attach yourself to me?
Why not simply allow me to go?
Everything you said about me is true,
Yes you are correct,
Yes you are right.
I am a nonconformist.
Let me go my own way.
We are not seeing eye to eye.
We are not meant to be together.
Believe me you will wake up tomorrow
and thank me for leaving.
A leopard can never change its skin.
The ocean can never flow backwards.
The sun must always rise from the east.
When a man can no longer breath,
he expires and die.
This arrangement of forceful
cohabitation is no longer working.  
This integration is choking me.
This amalgamation is suffocating.
You know it's not working .
It didn't work out then
and it's not working out now,
Or will it ever work out.
I am the lion from the Ibo tribe.
I am the king of the African forest.
I am the whirlwind,
I am the storm,
I am the rain,
I fall where ever I chose.
Grace is upon me.
The breath of the Almighty propels me.
My intent to survive is genuine.
I have already prove it to you.
Don't force yourself on me.
Don't  intimidate me,
I am not such a one.
I will fearlessly
and vehemently oppose you.
You forced me into a corner
as if I am a social *****.
I cannot function like that.
I am a free spirit.
I must soar.
Let me be.
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The python crawling
and winding through the land,
decimating,annihilating
and choking lives
out of our youths,
there's fear in the land,
stench smell of blood
from the calamity spreads
through the land.
We must stand firm,
hold the line,resist them
and vehemently oppose them.
This monstrous tragedy
is dreadfully depressing.
weeping of our mothers
whose sons are taken
heard from afar.
There's no war but
there's war in the land.
Who is next to be taken.
This python dangerously
dancing it's way
among the people.
The young men bruised
and wounded by its venom.
Dance of this python scares
the little ones in the hinterland.
They attempt to break,
demonise, belittle,
vilify and wipe us out
through intimidation,
disinformation, mass ******  
and ethnic cleansing.
Can the elders magically
unleash the anaconda
to swallow up their python
just like Moses did to
his adversaries.
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With insanely absolute certainty
I am definitely convinced,
that notion died instantly yesterday.
Unwittingly the dream committed suicide.
Our next generation will suffer for the
bad mistakes of our greedy elders.
They cannot save us now.
The pain of fixing it is worst than
the original pain experienced.
They have no clue of the
magnanimity of what they have done.
We can't escape from the
consequences of our deeds.
Doom awaits in the corner.
Go back to where you have fallen.
Mend your fences.
Hurry for thunderstorms.
Save yourselves from their
tortuous acts awaiting you.
Unity among you is vitally necessary.
Our ancestors who sleeps
long ago awakes in their vaults.
The doors of the spirits is now opened.
The blood of our own kindreds
and children killed cries
out from their graves.
Who is he that will boldly
answer the dance call of the flute played.
Let such a one fearlessly come out
of the veil and lead our people.
Our help only comes from our unity.
One voice is our strength.
God will be our helper.
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Don't tell me it's our uniqueness
that makes us beautiful,
There's no beauty in hatred.
Please don't tell me that our
different diversities make
us colourful and great,
Our diversity has brought us shame.
Don't tell me to be patient
because I can't stand this
unnecessary killing of my people.
Don't ever tell me that
it's going to be okay,
because it will never be.
Their sinister presence makes
me very uncomfortable.
Don't tell me to submit
to this forceful arrangement,
It is ungodly,
it is unnatural.
Nature from beginning
never made it so.
Who has ever killed his
children asking to go out
to the field to play,
Or asking  for bread to
eat when hungry,
Or forced a loved one to stay
in an abusive relationship.
I am sick and tired of being
sick and tired to see our youths
mowed down in our presence
while our elders watch.
My soul feels smouldered
by the pressures from
all these atrocities.
And now a godly abortion
has become necessary.
And don't tell me it can't be done,
Everything is possible.
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Be very afraid.
Its just beginning.
East,west,north or south,
Different paths,
Not the same destination,
and not the same in anything.
We don't see eye to eye,
We don't agree in anything.
Your aggressive nature ruins
my life.
The lives of my
children matters.
The lives of children yet
unborn very vital.
My brothers lives,
My sisters lives,
Mothers and fathers,
Young and old,
We are destined to be here
as a people.
We settled here long before
you forced me to join you.
This merger is not
beneficial to my survival.
Now I have become an
unnecessary annoyance to you.
I only ask that you let me be.
I ask that you give
me space to develop,
I only ask that you give
me room to breathe.
I want to be left alone in
my geographical home.
Understand me I beg of you.
I need not to be annihilated,
Or brutalised by your
warmongering heroes.
Your aggression towards
my people is uncalled for
and unnecessary.
I demand a peaceful solution
to resolve this assault on my land.
There is no victory amidst ruins and ashes.
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The world is about to witness
a profound phenomenon,
Such that will baffle
even the wise ones.
Don't look very far,
It is already here,
Closer to you than your breathe.
It's already in your home,
In your head it's already there,
It has found a resting
place in your heart.
Your life is full of its
complicated complexities
You act it out everyday.
Your life is messed up
because you allowed
it to influence your judgement.
You don't know what
you did not know.
This phenomenon will
shake the root of your faith
and all that you believe in,
thwart all that you know,
all you have ever done or achieve.
The secret vault is
opened by the ancient
creatures trying to find a place
and a new home to dwell in.
Out of it comes the
influx of the unknown nature.
Advanced are their arts
that all you  knew is like a child play.
Be prepared oh man for
you will not be able to cope
with what will befall you.
A new age has come,
Dawn of new age is here.
The old will be wiped away,
and done with.
The new is subtly manifested.
The people will faint
whose heart is full of sin.
For the brightness of
their glorious presence will
burn out a part of the masses.
Some will be taken.
Be comforted for
you shall overcome.
Be strong and fearless.
Be bold and courageous.
Prepare yourself to
be counted among
the victorious few chosen.
Don't fret, be unshakable.
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