Writing is not just a talent, it is also a skill. You may know how to write, but that doesn't mean you are a writer.
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The lost win
The strong prey was captured by the little giantIn the peak of the war that killed just a millionHe was a known wrestler but met a firm fallAnd that marked the beginning of the end of his dynastyHe once claimed to be a legend, being unbeatableBut this time we've unmasked his face as a toothless tigerHe could have remained humble and made a silent noiseThan have his years of hard work reduce him to a laughing stockWhy claim to be invincible, when you lost your title by a minor blow?For all these years, he has been living in a false realityWhat is the essence of being called 'Powerful' when your power is less?It's no open secret that he has lost his demeanor, valor and honour©godswillekwughaonu
Be a man!
What makes you a man is not the muscles that you flexWhat makes you a man is not the drumstick between your legsWhat makes you a man is not your ability to withhold tears from your eyesWhat makes you a man is not your ability to marry and dismiss wives as you deem wiseWhat makes you a man is not your status as the father of a childWhat makes you a man is not your ego and tendency to act wildYou are a man only if you have a healthy mind...I call that conscienceYou are a man only if you are patient...I call that perseveranceYou are a man only if you exhibit a high degree of self-control...I call that maturityYou are a man if you stop giving excuses...I call that responsibilityYou are a man only if you listen more and talk lessYou are a man only if you act to protect not to repressSo, be a man by keeping to your principles and good moral values...I call this IntegrityBe a man by making promises and keeping to them...I call this dependabilityAs a man, you should learn to love and tolerate by being an ardent practitioner of forgivenessBe a man by knowing what you want and taking action...I call this decisivenessAs a man, you must be a firm believer of equity and equalityBe a man by being open to change...I call this adaptability©godswillekwughaonu
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I hope one day...
I hope one day I will win an awardI didn't study in Harvard, Oxford or CambridgeAnd may not have known much about poetrySo I request that you focus more on creativity, and less on vocabularyI may not know much about rhyme schemesThat is not why my works should be disregardedDon't expect me to be like the othersWho write about jurgles and burgles, rushes and blushesI won't write to impress youI only ask for you to be a little considerateIt's hard living in my kind of worldWhere we fight everyday for all that's oursThis is my wish and only requestThat my efforts will be noticedAnd that you will give me what is originally mineYeah, I hope one day...©godswillekwughaonu
The child we never had
From my youth they had known me for my valorI mean the people whom I governedAs a monarch, I enjoyed wealth and grandeurBecause of my strength which I possessedDue to my position, I was the center of attractionI faced different challenges but always prevailedThough I lived in opulence, that was no distractionI carried my duties diligently, being ne'er deterredIt was time for marriage, and I held a banquetI was not satisfied, and organised a carnivalJust to find the one that can make my heart beatEventually I found one who was lovely and jovialWe had 3 handsome lads and 2 pretty damselsBut there was a child we never hadI mean the child who could take my placeAs all my children were soft, none was hardI had always been a soldier who liked fightingBut the princes preferred dancing and gamingUnlike the queen, the princesses hated horse ridingThey preferred cat walking, drawing and singing As a king, this is my only regret,The child we could have had but never hadPerhaps this is part of fate,We got all we wanted, but not what we neededI could choose my spouse, but not my childIs there a punishment as cruel as this?You may want good kids but see them run wildVanity upon vanity, everything...vanities©godswillekwughaonu
#mirakee #choice #decision
The things we did wrong
The things we did wrong ...were the people we never hated, but didn't loveThe things we did wrong ...were the lifestyles we secretly admired but openly condemnedThe things we did wrong...were the lies we portrayed as truth and the truth we enshrouded with liesThe things we did wrong...were the lives we could have lived but instead lived others' livesThe things we did wrong ...were the many things we could have done but failed to doThe things we did wrong...were the decisions we shouldn't have made but went on to make©godswillekwughaonu
I have been placed under observation,Just for my obsessionI have endured several persecution,Due to my obsessionI had undergone religious indoctrination,Just for my obsessionI have been taken for rehabilitationDue to my obsessionI almost suffered ostracizationJust for my obsessionI had even faced prosecutionDue to my obsessionThey said I was a victim of demon possessionJust for my obsessionThey said I should repent or face damnationDue to my obsession©godswillekwughaonu
I am not naughty
I am not naughty,Neither am I nutty.I am not naughty, Neither am I slutty.I am not naughty,Neither am I flirty.I am not naughty,Neither am I haughty.©godswillekwughaonu
People accused him of insensitivity.They criticised and spoke ill of him.He didn't speak, neither did he react.However, nobody knew that he was deaf.He was once known as a gallant man.He was very active in his campaigns.He promised change in his manifesto.However, nobody knew that he was deaf.©godswillekwughaonu
The Africa they see
The Africa they see,Is a country full of fleas.The Africa they see,Is a place of idiosyncrasies.They paint her as a desert,Where her children die of thirst.To them it's a place for cheap labour,Where they can come to curry favour.Look at the painting on their walls,They depict us as still in chains.Have you listened to their slogan,They see almost everyone as a hooligan.Why do they label us 'black',As if it's an indelible mark?What makes them think we are inferior?,And feel that we'll all die from malaria?What exactly is their plan?,To think that the devil is a black man?Why do they associate us with darkness?,And represent us with everything fettish?To them we are the descendants,Of the cursed lineage of Noah.Everyday they make us live in fear,To believe that we should be servants.One of my friends once told me,About how Africa is depicted on their teevee.They show scenes of terror,Which make children scream in horror.They conceal our achievements,And reveal our weak points.We become an object of ridicule,When in reality, we are incredible.We shouldn't be referred to as clueless,When in fact, we lay the golden eggs.We shouldn't be a topic for discussion,In every conversation that mentions corruption.Africa should not be used as a dumping ground,Their own interpretation of the Doha Round.This has always been their ploy,To use us as a decoy.They know we have grand ambition,So they attempt to cause division.Through the use of willing mercenaries,They carry out their nefarious activities.They exploit our resources,And promise to develop our communities.They manipulate our leaders,While converting them to cheer leaders.They tell their children, 'Terrible things always happen in Africa.'And their children pose the question,'Are civilised people in Africa?'I choose to challenge the norm,To live as a freeborn despite the discriminationTo them, Africa is a place of plagues and diseasesFor in their mind, that is the Africa they see©godswillekwughaonu
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In this life, You either become, Or you will be gone. ©godswillekwughaonu