Growth!

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HOW DID WE GROW UP SO FAST?

It was but yesterday

The stars shone through our eyes

And we molded our dreams

In sand castles

It was but yesterday

Innocence flowing through our veins

We stared up at the moon

Aloof from vices

It was but yesterday

Bathe in love and kindness

We held hands as we spinned in the merry-go-round

How did we grow up so fast?

 

  • Rachel Okoji
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Ìbèrù (Phobia)

“Fear doesn’t shut you down; it wakes you up”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent 

 

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So I was told to avoid upstairs
Creeping things abound upstairs
I could trip and break bones while going upstairs
It’s so dark and unsafe upstairs
Unknown things, maybe the devil dwells upstairs Continue reading

CHILD OF TERROR

 

 

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Photo Credit: Faleye Israel | Model: Folarin Adeola

Gun is my Christmas gift,
Bullet is the bonus.
Yes, gun is our free gift,
Coming with a bonus of bullets.

Shipped from across the sea,
They call it our empowerment programme.
It flew from across the sea,
We are their foreign policy.

Gasses everywhere,
They pollute our air with the sweet fragrant smell of sarin.
Say, gasses ubiquitous,
Our air is sanctified with sarin.

For our freedom they claim to fight,
But corporate greed is at the fore.
They claim freedom fighting,
Alas corporate greed we see.

Shots of the gun birthed my birth,
By it I shall one day die,
Tomorrow is uncertain,
My certainty .

Written by: Oladele Oluwasogo (sogodele.blogspot.com.ng)

 

SHADOW

 

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I’m poised but not by it
Let’s say I have a low self-esteem
Living a conscious life
How would I embrace it?
My Illusion gets the better part of me
Maybe I’m just prone to a psychological projection
That I’m graced by it
I wonder how to get its attention
No attention, no reaction
Now I’m bruised by it
In darkness, I know me without it
Facing the light, it falls behind me
I’m bruised but not by it
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Little things

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My world is great,
With less expectation from all creation.
But not withstanding, the idea of accepting the extra-ordinary.

Did I just say extra-ordinary?
Okay, let me explain.
Every little thing
Makes the ordinary extra-ordinary

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Without no expectation.
But yet, every little action,
Little idea, little attitude
Little exclamation, little assumption
Little thought
Makes my world great
Than anyone could ever conclude

Do you know every conversation
Has a secret?

-Oghenetega