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Raphael Uzor Nov 2014
Oft I'm asked, "Why love to walk,
To and fro' your daily work?"
First of all, it saves me money,
Calms my nerves and thins my body!*


© Raphael Uzor
Walk more, its good for your health!
As you probably know I have been so busy with my books... and I have some Exciting news...
I am so excited... This is such an honor...

I HAVE been nominated Author or the year... Please everyone go vote for me and scroll down and vote for one of my books...

http://poetrybybarrymowles.wordpress.com/d2wp-poetry-awards/


I just leaned that you can vote as many times as you want... hugs...

Blessings to you all
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Raphael Uzor Oct 2014
Like pieces on a chessboard
I took a leap of faith
Taking my destiny in my hands
Challenging uncertainties of fate...*


© Raphael Uzor
Raphael Uzor Oct 2014
When the big ball upstairs
Has burnt his day's share
And his little sister
Has awoken to shine

When mechanical birds and horses
Have flown to their nests
And the chaos of daylight
Has given way to peace

When the world's voluntary madness
Dissipates into necessary sanity
And the hot unfriendly winds
Sheath their unseen swords

When earth and sky seem to agree
In the stillness of transient dark
Reviving fast-dying hopes
And healing old wounds

When all hell ceases to break loose
Awaiting the rooster's call...
I merry in dreamland
As my tired body sleeps...


© Raphael Uzor
Raphael Uzor Sep 2014
In their blind bid
To become westernized,
They lost touch with reality
Created shadows of themselves
Despised their own intrinsic values
Embraced a twisted dress sense
Of fallen pants and revealed underpants
Idolized everything they're not
The good, the bad, the ugly
They birthed dual personalities
Picked up foreign accents
On ****** home-based passports
The American Dream, they call it,
As they wear winter jackets
In scorching African sun
All in the name of fashion
Trading our simple hues
For complex shades unknown
Bleaching skin and hair
Trading natural black for artificial white
Unaware the very gods they adore
Are tanning theirs to look darker
Insecurity drives them mad
Inferiority complex overtakes them
As they ban mother tongues in offsprings
Placing exotic tongues on pedestals
At the expense of our cultural future.

This is not an attempt at poetry
This is wake up call to Africa
Be bold, be proud, be black!
You are BEAUTIFUL!!
You are AFRICAN!!!*


© Raphael Uzor
  Sep 2014 Raphael Uzor
SøułSurvivør
Rain falls
behind her eyes

misting her world
the color of asphalt and
wet granite

not a single

tear

falls



Soul Survivor
I saw a photograph in Life magazine.
It was of a woman who was displaced from
Oklahoma during the 1930's.
She and her family were homeless.
Not a tear was in her eye.
She was too numb to cry another tear.
She was done crying.

This is for all the women out there
who suffer in silence.
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