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Raphael Uzor May 2014
She said she was Ibo
And spoke with a fake accent
Wanna’s and gonna’s
Littered her speech
Not a trace of Igbo, in her exotic accent.

She smirked boldly
As I answered my phone
Greeting my friend natively
In a lavish of deep expressions
So deep, only Ndi Igbo can share.

With a ****** passport
She spoke better than most Britons
She was born in her village
Yet all she knows is “bia”
She thinks she’s cool, I think she’s lost!

The whole point of wooing her
An “mgbe-eke” from the east
Was so we could regularly, take a break
From all formalities and English
And bask in mother tongues…

I might as well be yoked
With a foreign damsel
For the whole purpose of looking within
Is defeated if your tongue is white
And we can only commune in “oyibo”

Call me tribalistic
Call me uncivilized
Call me superficial if you will
But what you call vernacular
The same is my root. I am proudly Igbo!


© Raphael Uzor
Its Igbo NOT Ibo.
Bia means come (in Igbo)
Ndi Igbo means Igbo people
Mgbe-eke means village girl (literally)
Oyibo means English (can also mean white, as in white person)
Joe Edahson jnr May 2014
If not for love, I would have done it

If not for love, she would have said it

I was just a kind heart, who wished for every good thing

Oh now I know, everything can't be good as I want it

There's always a bad side

She was just a fair skin, who wished for every beautiful thing,

Oh now she knows, everything can't be beautiful as she wants it

There's is always an ugly side

Together always, we cared less of square pegs and round holes

Now issues brings concerns; we take note of every err and bad thoughts

Bring back the days of old; when we loved like Romeo and Juliet

Bring back the times past; when we had each others back like Bonnie and Clyde

Please let us bring back the you, and the me, that became the us

And hopefully, we could bring back again, everything we kept away

For love is good, and it is good to be loved; One body for one good

If not for love, I would have left you

If not for love, she would have said it was over

And if not for love, we would have been asunder

 

If not for love, I wouldn't have done it

If not for love,  they wouldn't have done it

My belief is different, and my faith is in God of all things

Oh now I know, we may not be the same, though we have one maker

There are Christians, and there are Muslims

They worship in their ways, and they call on God for all things

Oh now they know, we may not be alike, though we have one creator

There are blacks, and there are whites

Together always, we shared festive moods & feasts

Now politics in between; we pick every fault & differences

Bring back the old days; when we lived as brothers and sisters

Bring back the past times; when we protected each other and kept one another

Please let us bring back The Yoruba, and The Hausa and The Ibo that became one Nation

And hopefully, we could #bringbackourgirls, that were taken away

For God is love and love is God; One People under one God

If not for love, I wouldn't have embraced them again

If not for love, they wouldn't have invited me over

And if not for love, we wouldn't have lived together

 

URBAN HOUSE POETRY©

HOLOGRAPHIC UNIVERSE™
A special piece for love and for country.
Babatunde Raimi Nov 2019
If you want the sauce
It's home sweet home
I shall carry the wine
From the iconic palm tree
But you must see my people
The Umu Nwayis and the Adas
"Igba nkwu abia go"

You want total package
Pay the price, for the prize
First, come, declare manifesto
Not as politicians of our time
For Amadioha judges instantly
Then, Nnayi shall be officially informed

"Bia kuaka n'uzo"
With an original Ibo kola
That which does not understand "oyibo"
And when I say "Yes"
Your kolanut will be accepted
Giving way for "Iju ajuju"

Come with dry gin and gifts
More kolanuts and drinks
The Umunna awaits my King
The one that tickles my fantasy
Pay the "Ugwo ishi Nwanyi"
I can't wait to bear your children

Now that we are here
"Igba nkwu Nwanyi"
Let the town crier sound the gong
Come wine, dine and merry
When the wine is in inside "Iko"
Even if all lights in the world goes numb
Your sweet fragrance will lead me to you

I see the glow in your eyes
Still as enchanting as our first meet
Nothing else mattered
As I danced towards My "Obim"
They called and beckoned
But my heart belongs to you

Drink my love, drink
Drink from my breast of life
For therein you shall drink
For the rest of your life
Till death do us path
And with this drink
I thee wed, for better for best!
Aphrodite Jun 2020
Bawat segundo, minuto, buwan at taon,
Lahat ng ito ay  lumilipas at nagbabago,
Lahat ay napapalitan ng 'di inaasahan,
Walang permanente sa mundo kaya oras pahalagahan ng husto.

Hanggang buhay ka pa, mahalin mo ang mga magulang mo,
Habang nakakangiti ka pa, ngumiti ka at tumawa,
Habang nakakalakad ka pa, tumakbo ka't gumala,
Habang nakakarinig ka pa, pakinggan mo ang huni ng ibo't likha ng Diyos.

Habang malakas ka pa, tumulong ka sa kapwa mo,
Habang bata ka pa, magsaya ka kasama ang tropa mo,
Habang kaya mo pa, gawin mo ang lahat ng gusto mo,
Kasi maaaring isang-araw, wala na ang mga ito.

Pahalagahan mo at mahalin mo ang nasayo,
Huwag lumimo't bagkus magpasalamat sa Maykapal,
Ang buhay natin ay hiram lamang,
Kung kaya't bawat oras 'wag sayangin bagkus pahalagahan.
Emeka Mokeme Oct 2017
Since I have become an
unnecessary annoyance to you,
Why are you still hanging
around me.
Why are you so desperate
to attach yourself to me?
Why not simply allow me to go?
Everything you said about me is true,
Yes you are correct,
Yes you are right.
I am a nonconformist.
Let me go my own way.
We are not seeing eye to eye.
We are not meant to be together.
You will wake up tomorrow and thank me for leaving.
A leopard can never change its skin
The ocean can never flow backwards.
The sun must always rise from the east.
When a man can no longer breath,
he dies.
This arrangement of forceful cohabitation can no longer work.
This integration is choking me.
This amalgamation is suffocating.
You know it's not working .
I am the lion from the Ibo tribe.
I am the king of the African forest.
I am the whirlwind,
I am the storm,
I am the rain,
I fall where ever I chose.
Grace is upon me.
The breath of the Almighty propels me.
My intent to survive is genuine.
I have already proven it to you.
Don't force yourself on me.
Don't  intimidate me,
I am not such a one.
I will fearlessly
and vehemently oppose you.
You forced me into a corner
as if I am a social *****.
I cannot function like that.
I am a free spirit.
I must soar.
Let me be.
©2017. Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved.
Emeka Mokeme Oct 2017
Since I have become an
unnecessary annoyance to you,
Why are you still hanging
around me.
Why are you so desperate
to attach yourself to me?
Why not simply allow me to go?
Everything you said about me is true,
Yes you are correct,
Yes you are right.
I am a nonconformist.
Let me go my own way.
We are not seeing eye to eye.
We are not meant to be together.
Believe me you will wake up tomorrow
and thank me for leaving.
A leopard can never change its skin.
The ocean can never flow backwards.
The sun must always rise from the east.
When a man can no longer breath,
he expires and die.
This arrangement of forceful
cohabitation is no longer working.  
This integration is choking me.
This amalgamation is suffocating.
You know it's not working .
It didn't work out then
and it's not working out now,
Or will it ever work out.
I am the lion from the Ibo tribe.
I am the king of the African forest.
I am the whirlwind,
I am the storm,
I am the rain,
I fall where ever I chose.
Grace is upon me.
The breath of the Almighty propels me.
My intent to survive is genuine.
I have already prove it to you.
Don't force yourself on me.
Don't  intimidate me,
I am not such a one.
I will fearlessly
and vehemently oppose you.
You forced me into a corner
as if I am a social *****.
I cannot function like that.
I am a free spirit.
I must soar.
Let me be.
©2017. Emeka Mokeme.All rights reserved.

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