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 May 2014 Auss
LETITFXRING
LIES
 May 2014 Auss
LETITFXRING
Listen
I 've heard
E nough
S o please, say nothing
I'm tired of the hurt
 May 2014 Auss
LETITFXRING
blue
 May 2014 Auss
LETITFXRING
I ask her to describe her mood
By color
& she said*  *"blue"
& I asked her why she's sad
She responded


*"I'm not,
I just love the way the ocean makes me feel
I love the water
So therefore I'm blue"
Defining colors in a way it's different
 May 2014 Auss
Raphael Uzor
“You are the leaders of tomorrow”
They told us over and over
Right from the tender age of three
Through childhood and adolescence.
We have outgrown our youth
We are now mature men
We have come of age to lead
Just as promised decades ago.

At a recent gathering
Our *leaders of yesterday

Stricken with age and power
And long overdue for retirement
Addressed us, saying,
“Bla bla bla, bla bla, bla bla bla…”
“You are the leaders of tomorrow”*
That last statement jolted me awake
From his uninspiring, boring speech.

Then it dawned on me
We are a sleeping generation
We have long been waiting- sleeping!
When we should be leading
Our greedy, power-drunk leaders,
Will die in active service!
They will NOT hand over to us!
Not if we sit and wait for them.

I had a *revelation
that the “tomorrow”,
We were promised “yesterday”
Is fast becoming yesterday, today!
And while the Nigerian youth sleeps
His chance is being usurped by his fathers
Yesterday we heard this promise
Today we hear the same promise
But come tomorrow, we will be too old to lead
And our children’s turn, it will be.

We have been scammed of our future
By the very ones we entrusted them with
And like turns in a game of scrabble,
We have missed ours- forever!
Our leaders are old men
Who have no faith in youths
And come tomorrow, our children,
Will have graves to look up to

Because we would have no experience
From which to advise them…
And like an unwanted track on a CD
Our generation would have been skipped
By the geriatric push of a ⇒ button!


© Raphael Uzor
A practical instance of "tomorrow never dies"
 May 2014 Auss
Seán Mac Falls
Man ends planet—quick,
Dinos last millions of years,
Birds are dinosaurs.
 May 2014 Auss
Smiles
School
 May 2014 Auss
Smiles
I walk into this containment cell of lost souls
Groping around hoping to succeed towards their parent'a goals
We are all just playing another role
A building block under their control
But when you're the block that causes Jenga, heads start to roll
They'll throw you into a hole
Where you'll live your life like a mole
An animal in a cage, a box, a cell, that's the tole
Their real goal
To lock you up and maintain control
Expectations, society, and daily school life. Oh and of course me to **** all over it
 May 2014 Auss
furies
PAY ATTENTION
 May 2014 Auss
furies
I'm craving your attention
I'm practically begging
But you're blowing me off
With a few comments peppered throughout
And an empty concluding statement
As if you kept a stash handy
For times like these
To end
What seemed to have been the most
One-sided and lonely
Conversation
I've given up.
Not on you though
but on myself-
the problem MUST
be in me
if you won't even care
to look my way

You've distorted the
way I perceive myself
and taken away what
little confidence I might've
had at some point in my life.

All I ever needed of you was to
Pay Attention.
 May 2014 Auss
furies
Secrets
 May 2014 Auss
furies
I've become the secrets
that were whispered at twilight.
They floated toward me silently,
but burned intensely-
becoming branded on
my skin.

It's not that I want to hide them,
but I also don't want to display them-
At least not to you, not anymore.
For the more you know, the more I risk
losing you, or perhaps myself.

You are, unknowingly,  the detonator
of these explosive secrets.
They shine brightly, blindingly,
every time you come near.
I refuse to save myself
Destruction is inevitable.

The deeper you
understand the secrets, the closer your
essence creeps to the unseen button.
But you see, there's a catch. If I dare
stop you from treading near my end,
I risk bringing upon yours.

I refuse to save myself-
don't you understand?

The bursting of my secrets will yield
the most spectacular show of light.
For I will become the piercing white of the stars-
and you will be able to thrive within
the light of my destruction.

I can't keep my light
away from the one who loves it.
Instead I'll give you everything-
As is the price of secrets.
Can I be the
Bringer of the Light?
 May 2014 Auss
Curtis
Sloth
 May 2014 Auss
Curtis
I am myself
I live free
I pity those
Who do not know themselves

All you see
Are the people you need
The people you use
To set your mind free

It is the sin of sloth
To only think of others
You are worth not your time
You know not time
You think for pain
And ask what you have gained
Nothing

You need yourself
To be set free
To see others
Whom they really be

I was there
But my mind has been cleared
I have lost all my fears
And become a deer

Dear,
You will be there
And I'll be here
Come to me
When you're free
 May 2014 Auss
Smiles
Here we go again
Back and forth about the flaws I need to mend
Just because I tend to enjoy the thought of my end
And that I'm always dressed in black when I'm out with my friends
You sit there and wonder what could've happened
to that boy oh so happy
Now a lover of anarchy and a hater of society
How grandmother do you see such beauty in conformity?
Have you taken into consideration this reality?
The idea of order and balance is rapidly
Turning into a travesty
Because of mankind's brutality
and false sense of morality
There's vanity and inhumanity
Against ones own sexuality
And people have the audacity
to critically antagonize those for their God given nationality
While this wonderful country
Goes further intro bankruptcy
So continue to live your keen little fantasy
That we are all living happily and equally
Your views have such opacity
That I can see right through your irrationality
And your thinning mentality
So please continue to criticize me
Please provide some amnesty
Don't listen to me I'm just crazy
Remember? You can't trust me because everything I say is blasphemy
So excuse my insanity
And allow me to gulp down these pills so carefully
Not to take more than I should be
And I'll just vegetate amongst people like a cavity
An outcast to your perfect **society
My family has a fair belief that "Everyone is entitled to THEIR opinion."
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