To a little lad who never got the opportunity to see the world
Rogued Canvass- the amalgamation in one cage
Strangers are privileged to deny us our Land- our identity
Greedy kleptomaniacs, rulers who are outraged with insatiable appetite for naira wads
Our high chiefs are quiet and blind and conceited and deceitful
We seek Freedom – we help seeker
We’re blessed with resources
Legitimate burglars becomes our state-keeper
We now starve in our paradise.
Who will we run to for rescue
When sodom collapse?
Along the boulevards of misery we queue
Our goods sales out in auction price
We are abandoned while our wealth is being exploited by high ranking thieves, who are mandated.
Freedom! Freedom! Freedom! We Cry Out
We can govern ourselves – well mannered touts!
We’re imposed upon
Our rights encroached on
Freedom! We shout like one who’s drowning
Yet they deaf and dumb over our plight and poignant
Heavy tears are falling
From our swollen eye bags and our souls indignant.
Our hearts have been made lonely. Our deeds are not revered. We try as much as we can yet all we do seem gruesome.
A story of love, a story of hate and the story of broken hearts loudly vibrate my ear drums. My friends and I have sleepless nights for the ungrateful gestures shown. The kind-hearted beech of love we show thee.
Attention, real and true, time and resources do we sacrifice for these ingrates yet they desire the phony men.
I have been in love and so have you dear reader. Here my words, my agitation, my plight, my prayers, my plea that everything that I have held dear has been taken away.
I took you in heart, my angel, I bonded with thee, my everything I gave you. My life, I am willing to lay down for you. What more can I do but to love you.
I love you
She cries at her depth
Accounting how the thieves
Stole all she had
And even raped her
They came like a friendly foe
With a fragrance to allure
But she refused to give in
They formed another strategy
Befriended her husband
So they could get her round
Her husband trusted them
They stole all he had
And raped his wife
O! She cried!
This is to formally make known to the Community of People all over the world that Thought and Society have found Chinonso Iroegbu clear of all condition that is quintessential for induction into the Community of Thought and Society.
Chinonso Iroegbu is absorbed as a Writer II.
Chief Of Words and Chief Executive Writer.
– Anyikwa Chukwuemeka
Our place of dazzling unease and exciting mêlée.
Portray the exact converse of our dreamland.
Paradise is elegant.
But we are evil.
We do not hold on for such.
We ought to stand for what we necessitate.
Clemency is with those of harmony.
Heaven is typified by
Somberness in word,
True style in nature,
Vigor in devotion,
Everlasting compassion in prospect,
Stillness in heart,
Integrity in unrivalled class,
Smiles on faces,
No hate to know,
Forgoing all evil that makes the devil shock,
With love for all.
Our wish is for the sacred municipality.
Truth appears striking as a bride- the epitome of sincerity.
Now the dwelling plight is gone.
With the creator here, death and sadness and pain and dirge of the old order is over.
Novel is the season.
The law of The Fairness Pact is censure.
The Sun and Moon are no longer looked-for for light, for The lamb is the Lamp.
Dirt will not enter, lie no, hate no.
With no caged bird singing.
Only the names of The Book of Life behold Seventh Heaven
This is to formally make known to the Community of People all over the world that Thought and Society have found Ogunsanya Enitan Olalekan clear of all condition that is quintessential for inductio…
Source: Writer II Induction