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A brave Hero, Gone before our very eyes... Pride of the panthers Boast of the Africans Strength of Wakanda Take a moment Smile at the reminisce A black Hero Who battled fiercely with the colon And still had victories with the Avengers He knew his Fate But it didn't change his faith Forever in our hearts Your chants will recur And forever With our hands clasped on our chest We join intone WAKANDA FOREVER! WAKANDA FOREVER!!                                     In memory of,                                Chadwick Boseman

Hearken to my words Ye little ones! Give ears to my wisdom Ye tender ones! Run to the place I tell my stories! Under the moonlight Where there are no worries And give heed To the parables I tell you! Oh applaud Einstein! A man of great influence To the philosophy of science A man whose works Shows significant advancement A man who shunned criticism So a famous equation might be conceived One whose knowledge Lives on till date... Shout out to Ali! A superman who preserved a life With the strength of wisdom A warrior adorned with gold medals A man who proclaimed courageous wisdom; "Float like a bird Sting like a bee"... Oh send your appraisal to Achebe! Writer of acknowledgeable wisdom One who sits to tell The tales of men in blank pages A modest man of culture Intrigued about the traditional roots A man who distained the imposition of customs In the ways of Imperalism... Scream at the utterance of Abacha! A tyrant in full phase One

Our blossomed Rose,   Has now lost its beauty In confusion  and pain There is reality. Imagining a world of fantasy Smiling all through the fallacy When you think its possible and real  Then tears of sorrowful emotion Sets in and washes away your passion. Once upon a million years Our hearts never crossed But from that moment Our hearts gazed at each other We could never get enough Of each others heartbeat We yarned for our voices each day It made us laugh and fulfilled We just couldn't get enough But now the truth sets in And the pangs and hurts follows Now we are forced to let go Let go of our blossomed Rose A beautiful thing that grew As a result of our wonderful moments together And now you are drifting away And I'm ill I haven't heard your heartbeat I yarn to come to you But the difference Between my fantasy and reality hits me And our Rose... Once blossomed Twice withered

Laugh turned to laughs Smile turned to grin Just at the thought of your image I giggle hysterically I hate when we end our talks It makes me feel bored and lonely And then I eat To get reed of the boredom But still I have no satisfaction in my loneliness I was told to read books But instead  I memorized your jokes I was told to speak But instead I silently viewed your comments I was too to sleep But instead I stayed far wake into our chat You made me lazy Cause I was busy working On how to make u smile I got so into you That the sound of your name made me blush You know I want you But you are a distraction I can't have

Who is that Magnificent One? Who can grasp His Mightiness? Who can comprehend His Grandiose deeds? Who can fathom His Greatness? Who can define Him? A persona of three, in the Mightiness of one Man factured in his image But too big  To be assimilated to the kinesis of man A Marvellous being  Too supreme to be associated with man But still hearkens to our call Who can understand his Strength? One whose sneeze Causes the mighty east wind One whose oxygen Gives life to millions One whose greatness Is beyond the fascination of labyrinths One whose illusional folly Is the greatest wisdom of man Who is as glamorous as Him? One who the mountains and the hills Melt to plains at the sound of his voice One who the storm looses its strength At the command of his words One who nature is put to shame At the splendor of his power One who the sun runs to hide  Amidst the intimidation of his bright glory Who can apprehend His emine

So long, so gone It seems you fly with time Not gone by a gun But as the scent of thyme I reminisce our days Which now has the scent of old dust How we scheme different plays Just to attract our old lust You left without a goodbye But only your last breathe in my arm You knew I was never read to send a goodbye So in your last tears You placed your fingers on my palm No casualty could make me envisage us apart But no thanks to the inevitable one Who has driven us to different paths

Born of a woman Strength of a father Joy of a mother Pride of a sister Help of a brother Tear of a virgin Alone in a room With the mind of an infant Welcome of innocence Clash with the smirk of insolence All in a space of time The horror happens without a sight A scream goes out for help But the one within pays no attention Smashed to the ground in struggle Wounded with blows Tear ruptured But none considered Unbuckled belt  Mixed with an open skirt In tears, surrenders her strength To the force of the wicked in full length At last he arises With the smirk of a job well done Tramples on the withered red flower As she hides to safety Indeed, she might have needed a touch But not a touch that causes trauma  (Say no to RAPE)❌

 I fantasize about you a lot You blue skin always captivates me Your dance steps always fascinates me You are like a wavering lot I'm always fond of running to you You make me relaxed with ur breezly whispers Which pierces through my skin without blisters Your swirling voice draws me like a pulley I gaze at you when I visit Broadened with a smile of content You wave towards me with a glamorous hug Others run away in elated fright Like a chase from the a cheerful dog But in my stay You grip my feet Like warm socks I exhaled in relief of  Your cool tender touch But then you draw back Waiting for the right time to come back But then I miss you so much So instead I came to you...

Sitting before your reflexion, A ray of perfection hits you,  A soothing sigh whispers... Excellence. You titter at your Radiance,  Astonished at a fabulous complexion,  Dazzled at a divine manicure and pedicure; Given only by the best,  Forced to applaud a superb dentition,  Amazed at a well constructed neb,  Elated at a dignified lip,  Sensational attraction to your colourful pupils. You then chuckle; At the ravishing wonder of your hair,  Short or long; You are fascinated at its inevitable growth,  And then brushing through,  You stumble at your explicit famous hearing aids. Standing to review your observations,  A glamorous smile sets in,  You curtsy at the creator; For a flawless image,  HE then sends his remark,  Which rides on the wind,  And in its whispers; HE comments... BEAUTIFUL 💖

  A wise female said; "Although the world is full of suffering,  Its is also full of the overcoming of it." Fascination of a World,  One that harbours,  Both the Good and the Bad But the wiser than the wisest,  Giver of uncontentious remarks,  Said; "In the world, ye shall have tribulations,  But be of good cheer,  I have overcome the world" Many a times,  Feet are swept off by struggles,  Hearts torn apart; By Birds, Thorns and Rocks,  Hands weakened from a stretch for alms,  Eyes wearied; Looking up to the vainness of man,  Ears gone sour; From the unfaithful promises of men. But we have been uplifted,  Through the love of the overcomer,  To inherit all things,  To be given a seat beside him on his throne,  To be adorned in white raiment,  To have satisfaction from  the Tree of Life,  To be made a pillar of the Temple of God,  To be conquerors of the World. For the overcomer will not suffer thee,