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This really touch all aspect of human life, the collection of poems reveal what true love is, the struggle for power, words of wisdom, personal development, human right, child abuse, passion, nation building, struggle with ourselves and many more.
The poems is this book inspires you to do more and not give up. It is written in a way that tells the Journey of man from his ignorant age to his advance age where he can tell the different between good and bad, wrong and right, pureness and filthiness. This book is a number choice for lovers of poem that is easy to understand and relevant to their day to day activities, It sure is a guide for all men and women in the journey of life, business, politics, nation building and more.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
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ACKNOWLEDGE
This book will not be possible if the following people did not play their part. Mr Seun Elias, Mr Jide Taiwo, Mr Tunde Oyekanmi
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DEDICATION
I dedicate this book to God almighty. This book is also dedicated to my mum Deaconess F.A Oyekanmi
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CLOSET LUST
Behind the door
The world is doored
Alone with the drill
Worshipping in the doom
Fantasizing in the gene of desired
Glowing in the power of desire
Eating the apple of death
But how can wit outwit the beautiful weed
Juxtapose upon disposing or displaying
Of the deposition of destructive desire
II
Body ravishing in euphoria of emptiness
Vanity pounding heart of lust
Lost it Godly body
To lose of lust
Recoverable seems irrevocable
Time telling Trials
Trials telling story
Story telling past
Past becoming forgotten
Then victory at the end.
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PREDATORS OF THE WEAK
The vulture awake to mourning
Cooing to the anguish of the weak
Devouring the soul of helpless creation
Excited in the sterile of helpfulness
What await the predators of the weak
A coward locust that proud to spoil
If not becoming wingless
If not becoming helpless as it prey
Remember a day cometh
When the fearful cat attacks the dog
Arise little cubs
Defend the home of your ages
Rescue the villains effort
From Distasteful foxes
Because your fear is faceless and oblivion.
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THE LAZY MAN DAY
The honey bee had stung the feet of the fit
And the lazy man flee, feet to hill
Wait for the cloud to smile says the lazy
Though he is content to sing to the cloud
Yet he calls the ant inert
Many lovely retrospect has he got
Till the day sleeps
He yawns to darkness
And blames the dutiful seasons
Procrastinating to an occupied sun
Never had he complete task at hand
But he always sees the milky land
Having faith in the hand of fate
He eavesdrop at numb fantasy
Sleeping and waking with wishes
And forgotten to be as the bee.
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STRANGER IN MY BODY
Who is me?
Think of him but remember not
Where I belong I can't say
Who are you dear friend
Asked myself
Directionless
Wayward increase in my gait
Finding myself in that man in the mirror
I asked, what make him, me?
Me, him?
Why was I not he, she?
What compose me?
What is me?
How do I know I am me?
Who is my stranger?
What is my body?
Who is me?