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The Emperor marvels at his achievements The authority that make common folks bow He boasts; I am Oduduwa himself, I am above replacement. Knowing not death lurks in the shadows awaiting his soul now At

THE NINTH TALE Am in love with myself crusty face like sand paper Buttered with wool hair like sheep Dipped in chocolate mud For a taste Built for the coming of the asteroids The air did drizzle dew hovering

FREEDOM (DOSAGE OF SURPRISES) theTimes Freedom is a dosage of friendly danger With urge to demystify every hunger It rips one apart, smooth and tender It hides no secret, it's here to plunder Freedom is

Love is a defence Breaking other defences Walls melt like ice Charting the course of they that are sons They will not miss the mark The priceless weapon in the armoury of the King The banner over the chosen

Abiku refers to the spirits of children who die before reaching puberty; a child who dies before twelve years of age being called an Abiku, and the spirit, or spirits, who caused the death being also called

This is my entry for @fibra59 's Meme Challenge #59

What I learnt from the printing Press Hello steemians Today was quite wonderful and I really enjoyed starting the internship program I put in for. I would not be discussing about that but what I noticed

Hello steemians Happy women's day to all wonderful ladies. You all are influential and deserve equal rights in all ramifications. Although the struggle to further protect the girl child is still on we

Thanks @fibra59 for this challenge.. Am loving it This is my first entry That moment you are an engineer and the plane is broken and you saw your ex-girlfriend boarding the plane then you changed your

Hello steemians! A shout out to poetsunited Today I just wanna enjoy going back the African root; Slave trade to be precise. Enjoy! Disclaimer: I have no hate for colors or preference for one to the other.

PREFACE I had always admired the style of writing from different books I have read, and while reading, I have realized so many times that the stories are written on what I can always relate with and reading

Love is a strong word Too heavy for the weary to utter A burden for star-crossed weaklings Love is a strong word The cause of great confusion The reason for my tears Love is a strong word It mops the danger

HAIL MARY? Hail Mary! Thy tentacles of kindness had choked us The sight of you pleased the celestial Hail Mary! Thy boldness reaches the skies The heavens rest with its king at your bosom Hail Mary! The

Hello steemians! I consider this personal and not really a poem. I call it poetic justice though, having noticed how things had gone wrong on our planet and the nature of man to upset mother earth with

A CONSENSUAL WORSHIP If this body be A temple of God, Then I am a prophet Let me make it my parish, My chapel and sanctuary Where I will worship With my body and soul. I will lay a path Where no man has

Convergence The sizzling dance of winds converging, A little press here, a little there The labour of the skies touches the earth chasing the sun, away with its light into hiding Remitting a soothing shiver

Image source: Yessy art gallery ( Her Laughter; a deception, a lie Like a plague she feasts on your ego Her love and intimacy so hard to let go Engraved on your heart, her emblems and logo You became an

I love this poem. It is not mine though, it belongs to a good friend who will be joining the community soon enough. Enjoy... The yam to all of us belongs Are eaten and shared by greedy few The deprived

All I could write about you Are the fragments of my imaginations The touch of your lips and its sweet sensation The grieve of my heart and the jealousy at hand All I could write about you Are words muttered

Photo credit: Me(akinboyewa) What can you tell about the Ant? Can human learn from them? I thought of writing a few stanzas about them but my hands are still and my mind null. I love the "ant"