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SeyiEagle May 2015
Darkness luck up the room.
Silent breeze engulfed the surroundings.
Quietness rules the moment.
I could hear my Organs kicking.
All thanks to PHCN. (power holding company of Nigeria)

To and Fro, my body rolls,
Searching for a sleep not near fetch.
Surely it will be long,
before the shadows go,
a bit lesser before the **** crews.

"ring" "ring" my phone buzz,
in the eve of the night,
the screen light shows.
yes! yes!!
it must be Her,
the caller whose voice my ears envisage,
her recent call, i still nurse in my Heart.

I rushed to the phone in a flash,
but lo!
Nothing at all,
My Phone was quiet as the grave.
what an imagination!
Leaving me with just a wish.
Davyd Adejoh Jun 2019
©PmcCoywrites 2019


Imagine life in only black and white.
Imagine life that we are robots.
Mere machines covered with flesh.
Ordered around at the click of a button.

Imagine life that Nigerian politicians are saints.
That angels are now men;
seeking salvation
and us humans are holy.

Imagine life where all men can love themselves.
That all men are equal.
Slaves can share the same bed with their master.

Imagine life was chaos free.
Where you can leave your house open,
Till dawn and no burglar visits.

magine life where terrorists would serve;
in mosques and churches as protocols.
Welcoming people warmly to sit.

Imagine life where we don't have to live on cellphones.
Where we can have time for families;
than pressing our phones.

Imagine life where we can love each other;
like little innocent babies do.
Where smile is on the cheek of many.
Where hatred is a thing of the past.
Where we no longer have fear for strangers.

Imagine life where PHCN stop buying generator set.
And we no longer have to shout UP NEPA.
Imagine Life.

— The End —