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Sunday, 27 July 2008
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Rainy days make me nostalgic.
I think of the beach
the wind in my hairsmells of warm food
smiles on his facea tenderness within
music in my headright now it sings
"inside my heart... there is this space..."
the days continue to twist and turn
as i await his return
Wednesday, 16 April 2008
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It's a long long time I've been away.
I have to start writing again; I feel a part of me dying
as I get embroiled in the grind of the wheel
of life as they call it on stage and in books
the poets rejoice in it when beauty is found
but plunge into a whirlwind of disarray when
sadness and madness blow their words away
even on this wheel that spins in one direction
i decide whether i want to cling on with my fingers
a grip that is comfortable but would hurt later
or spin it to the pace that i can finally walk alongside
steady footsteps in rhythm with precious thoughts in my head
Wednesday, 23 January 2008
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i know how i cope
know i only choke
i feel my heart there
feel i gasp for air
i cry to no sound
cry i have been found
i see my own face
see i made the waste
waste the we that we made see i in the face in the waste cry i have been sound i cry to be found feel i gasp for air there my heart i feel where there my heart i hear where there my heart i feel air where feel air see i stare
i know how i cope
no i only soak
with words as a cloak
Monday, 10 December 2007
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Cries of Witchcraft
It's saddening and shocking to hear
that accusations of "witches" are still heard
and believed in the Niger Delta area
Such incidents not only put the pastors and supposed prophets
to questionable shame but also show what
religion ought not to be like
It is not about abandoning your child because you
trust an outsider who says he is a witch
It is not accusing him of being the cause of the
separation between you and your husband
It is not blaming your illness on the magical powers
of your child's potent witchcraft
The ignorance of man becomes prey
to the selfish desires of another
who claim to reveal the evils of the land
The only evil at work here
are the deceiving adults themselves
watch this:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/news/video/2007/dec/09/video
and read more to find out
Monday, 03 December 2007
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A survivor on
an abandoned ship
must not only endure
the waves and currents
the whims and fancies of the skies
the harsh and fickle elements
The survivor must aim to be a
fighter
challenger
believer
In order to eventually triumph over
the fears which surround and inhibit him/her
to eventually emerge a
Winner
Such is the same with common mortals
who live their life on humble land.
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"For fear, real fear, such as shakes you to your foundation, such as you feel when you are brought face to face with your mortal end, nestles in your memory like a gangrene: it seeks to rot everything, even the words with which to speak of it. So you must fight hard to express it. You must fight hard to shine the light of words upon it. Because if you don't, if your fear becomes a wordless darkness that you avoid, perhaps even manage to forget, you open yourself to further attacks of fear because you never truly fought the opponent who defeated you."~Chapter 56 in Life of Pi by Yann Martel
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~~Beware the serpent whose eyes gleam with a fierce zeal for that which sparkles from within.~~ A Naive Philospher, passionate and unpredictable idealist and crazy dreamer who believes life is empty without love.
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Pulse
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late in the night with a scratchy throat but my head refuses to be a blank slate
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Bogged down with work at the moment but the songs of the Phantom are in my head!
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