Poem: A Sorry Feast

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Indolence has called a feast -
A self-pity feast
“Come all that care to be my guests”
It says “plenty to drink and eat”.
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Poem: A Christian

Looking, learning, growing and following
Step by step, he’s imitating Jesus;
Leaning, trusting, overcoming and testifying
Over sin and self, becoming victorious.

Wisdom, melody, worship, thanksgiving…
Applying his heart to things pure and praise worthy.
Yielding body, intellect, substance and everything -
His instruments to bring God glory.
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Poem: Anxious

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The sky is cheerfully active,
The clouds gather in a reunion party,
They thicken in solidarity,
As their mirthful laughter echoes down to earth
With splendid bright flashes.
The wind also plays tricks on the trees
And every thing hanging
They all fold over or bend double in laughter
Making gay noises.

Even the little animals can sniff
The anticipated, in the air,
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Poem: Mischievous thing

I lay and toss, but sleep wouldn’t come.
Toss and toss for a long while,
but I wait… until…
I begin to sense it
By sensing less and less,
I’m yet to snore but I sense nothing more or less,
Except – this buzz, this persistent noise -
this mischievous thing that wouldn’t let me sleep.
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Poem: Joy is not man made

Some have said that there is no God
That the whole world
Is an evolution of accidental science
Yet no inventions of our intense learning
Answers to the harrowing bottomless-ness
Of the human soul.

Have you ever looked
Into an infant’s toothless smile
And felt something resonate
In your heart with hers
Something in you
That could be forever young;
Our sacred souls
That bear no age.
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Poem: Chance

When the dials of a lottery machine spin
and hearts beat to match it’s fast clocking,
it may seem like the dials have a mind of their own
and with centripetal resolution know where they’re going.
But when the pointer finally rests, the result is nothing new;
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Poem: Lone?

I had never been distressed so
I felt so alone
Not even a distant but warm hello
From a loved one over the phone
And then my spirit was just too low
To feel my favorite music’s comforting tone.
Under my head felt my pillow
Cold as a graveyard stone.

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Poem: Youth Corper

Khaki green, jungle boots,
peaked caps and crested vests;
beautiful procession of courage and service
hail the youth Corper “Ajuwaya!”.
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Poem: The African Woman

A legendary portrait of the primitive African woman.
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Poem: Fantasies of happiness

The way exotic fragrances pervade a rose garden’s air
The way a brilliant yellow adorns the sun flower fair
The way birds chirping high pitched melodies crown the break of new day
and how the colors of the rainbow further brighten a sunlit sky.
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