I was once
a bamboo tree,
bending over for
everyone to climb,
dancing in the
wind by the
moonlight.
Listening to the
flute and the
songs of the birds.
I am the
feed of the
animals,
I took in
their farts smelling
all around me.
Now am taller
and stronger.
I was once
a young iroko tree,
standing tall with
dignity and pride.
I am matured,
and become like an
umbrella for shade.
My presence alludes
strength.
But now i am
the sacred dwarf iroko,
the mysterious
anunuebe tree of
which no one
or any living thing
is allowed to
come near or
approach or fly over
without serious
consequences.
No one can
climb me,
it is not allowed.
The once loved
is now the abhorred,
revered and respected.
I'm no longer
bending over
for anyone and
will not allow
anyone to climb
all over me.
You must approach
with respect to
be allowed entrance.
This is my
natural stance.
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With your eyes
you saw it,
with your mind,
you believe
or disagree.
With your heart
you know the
truth behind the
hidden secrets
of the heart.
The spirit searches
the mind for truth.
It is really truly
tremendously
incredibly indelibly
absolutely
informatively
mind blowing.
But don't twist
my words for
your own agenda
or the trolls will
crawl up into
your crazy mind
and give you
a delirious dream.
You will never
know the darkness,
understand the emptiness,
or feel the pain
i went through
just to be here.
The ugly scar
on my face,
my silence over
your petty pesky
harassment is a
deep sign of
discipline and
determination to get
you off my rocker.
It's my way
of showing you
that I've been
there too and
i survived.
And I'm still
standing right here,
telling you to
stop now and
survive this too.
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When you witnessed
and survived war,
seen villages destroyed,
lots of family
members dead,
lost the people
you love
and care about.
You know a
part of you
died with them,
and you will never
be the same,
then you will
understand why
it is good
to seek peace.
You will understand
diplomacy.
You will negotiate
with the assumed
enemy to find
the right way
out of the situation.
You will never
do anything that
will cause your
people to go
through unnecessary
harrowing experience
and nightmare or
cause the annihilation
of your tribe and
communities and children,
women and the elderly.
You will respect
and value the
dignity of your
people's lives and interests.
You will learn
tolerance and discipline
to deal with
the most difficult
and complex people.
Be more tolerant
in handling difficult
situations.
You will be
convinced and know
that war is not
just the solution
or the answer
to any problem.
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Tear drops on
my rose flower
are changing colour
while dropping
on the table
and flowing into
my silver cup,
touching my lips,
transformed it into
something uniquely
unimaginable to
quicken the heart
and cause it
to beat faster.
I can hear
the subtle messages
of your heartbeat .
How can you
attract the bees
on your flowers
and then ****
them for *******
the nectar from
different flavors.
To love the
wrong person
is dreadfully depressing,
for you will
dine with the ants,
it is a terrible
curse or a spell,
that may not
be broken.
It is the
closest you can
be to an
earthquake.
I conjure now,
you will never
be jinxed.
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In all these rising in status
why do i feel so small
as if i know nothing
Like I'm just a beginner
in the toil of life
Why do i feel so empty
as i watch my accolades
on the wall.
Like i really don't deserve them
I'm just a mole in the moment of time
Living a life of illusions
on which doors upon doors opens
before me as if it's not real
I'm toiling in vain to meet up
something that doesn't exist
I know somehow it's not real
but i just can't stop or help myself
Running a race to meet up another day I can't seem to reach
A day that can't be fulfilled
or be satisfied
All are just empty
I feel like one fetching water
with a basket
And ending up right just where I started
Going round and round in circles
When will all these end
It looks like the end is the beginning
and the beginning is the end
I really don't know
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It looks like
no one really
cared.
Everyone seems
not to care,
but only cared
about what they
expect from you.
Only give-me-
give-me attitude,
they offer.
Now i have
a rub off
from this
to-take-to-take
down world.
How did I
ever became so
lost without a
caring heart.
Hardened and
nonchalant.
I guessed it
was the effects
of how they
actually acted
towards me.
Neglected and belittled,
abandoned as
if I didn't exist.
Their attitude rubbed
off on me.
It will happen
to you when
you live amongst
them like I did.
He said, i
feel like a stranger
around the family.
They have no
human values or
respect, no dignity.
I don't know
or understand what
happened to us.
What has happened
to everyone,
he pined.
We are the
walking dead
without feeling.
There are no
place safe or
safe haven.
It's dog eat dog.
Surviving daily
is hard.
Mother's can't
feed their children.
The children roaming
the streets begging
for help and handouts.
The elites and the
rich and wealthy
are not reachable.
The influential and
the powerful refused
to come down
from their high
horses to help.
They are watching
from their windows.
Sometimes throwing
down crumbs from
their rooftops.
This is not good.
There must be
a drastic change,
he concluded.
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Never mind about
whatever you have
heard,seen or
experienced in
the past because
i'm still going
to be here
waiting just for you.
All are deceptions
of optical
illusion within
your illusions.
You can never
see it occur
or actualized in
reality except
in your mind,
and all that
is important is
only felt in
your heart and
seen in your mind.
What if you
tell someone the
most important
thing in your
life and they
will never
believe you.
I understand that
you are not
yet in the
mood to confront
yourself.
Everything you have
got and done
you lose.
You are still
going to lose
even if you
didn't do anything,
you still lose.
It will keep
coming back to
you until you
get it done  
Communicate
sincerely with your
inner self to
let your spirit
emanate from the
darkness that
engulfed your being.
They are meddling
with your heart.
You know you
have a chance
to find your past.
You were dead
and was given
a new body,
recreated and
formed and
fashioned in a
new way.
Now you have
a soul that
can reason
and think rationally.
Everything they
told you was
a lie.
Listen they stole
your life.
But I'm going
to help you
end up somewhere
except the morgue,
if you are
willing to let
me help you.
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