By Jennifersoter Ezewi

There is hope set upon a hill
Wherein the people looks towards
Without knowing their fate.

There is fate messing up
The affairs of the people
Wherein they were opinionated.

There is opinionatedness mounting up
Without fear across the borders of men
Of substance whose worth speaks loud.

These men are rescued from afar
Without their opinions yet stretches
For the nut that sours their tastes.

Jennifersoter Ezewi

When my parents paid my school fees, they didn't publish it on Facebook nor it's related; when they gave me certain allowances, nothing of such happened.

Why should I make noise of buying them a car or footing their bills when my substance is enabled?

Most parents broods offline with little or nothing to show from their children's wealth while their children goes about making empty noise.

By Jennifersoter Ezewi

I love the land called Israel
Cause I'm a physical manifestation
Of thy gene.

Come rain come shine
I cannot be detached from thee
Because I am thine.

A seed sprouted from afar
Yet unto honour.

Despise me not
When I see thee:
To feel thee more
When I view thee.

Yeah are mine,
I am yours:
Let not the distance
In view separate us.

By Jennifersoter Ezewi

Searched all over the globe
By his curious brethren
Who craves for a trace
On the minute of a sign or symbol.

Coast to coast has he sojourned
In search of this settlement
That baffles all.
Yet so symbolic to be identified.

What prompted the African search
Brought a bloodline to Nigeria
To view the striking identification
Their brother left behind as an easterner.

This mysterious remembrance has
Launched a helping hand to the present
Generation, intending to wipe the tears
Of a populace who hails from the east.

Having found the tribes of Gad emerges
A reunion of East and these westerners
Who vowed to find a brother whose position
Is the seventh in Jacob's court.

By Jennifersoter Ezewi

Their day is here again
To feed us with the joy
Of livelihood
Before these special gifts
We cannot create
But nurture and love
When they are given
To us as seeds
So delicate to behold
With a mandate of duty
So assigned to reject
From cradle to fruition
Which puts smiles on
Our faces when they
Run around with the energy
Of words calling Mama and Papa
To attend to their needs.

By Jennifersoter Ezewi

You kept people on their toes
All through the year
With a ridiculous preparation
That kept them believing
That you are getting ready for
The date appointed;
Only to wake up on this sure date
To announce the cancellation.

By Jennifersoter Ezewi

If you choose to bow to your believe
And I choose to stand
To my believe
Why should we fight?

When I chose to stand
Before my Maker in humble
Adoration
It was my choice.

When you chose to bow
To your believe
It was equally your
Choice.

My orientation thought me to Stand or genuflect
While your orientation
Thought you to bow.

Why should we fight
Over our choices
When it was not imposed
On us by anyone?

If I don't force you to stand
To my believe
Why should you force
Me to bow to your believe?

Is this believe not meant to be Amicable?
Why should we fight over it
As if we own it?

We all came to
Embrace it,
We will all leave it
Behind.

If I call you brother
Why can't you call me one?
If I crave for peace
Why can't we live in peace?

Is it not what we preach?
Is it not what we strive to
Achieve?
Peace be still.