"eberechi" poems
This is not a solace
This is not a relapse
This is not her loosing her guard
But this is freedom
Freedom from a cold hard heart
Freedom to rise above the tempest
Freedom to rejuvenate
Freedom like Mata Hari
-Justice Eberechi
Oct 1, 2021
Oct 1, 2021 at 4:10 PM UTC
Santa's are red/ the snowman and his carrot nose/ the undying lights/ the glittering stars/ the tall trees like a Chinese pagoda/ avidly awaits the emergence of Gods gift/ blood of Christ/ sacrifice/ sin atonement/ and king/
24/12/2019
Glorious Christmas
|Justice_Eberechi
Dec 24, 2019
Dec 24, 2019 at 3:37 AM UTC