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  FEAR OF THE UNCERTAIN Get me a new chair That which I sat on is inconvenient. I am thirsty But I am okay. I am hungry But I think I am fine now. Where is my entourage? This country is too slippery for my liking. My soul runs out of refreshment But I can not find my doctor This food must be tested Life is too expensive. Poor soul Keep distance Man is a beast when carried away. And you are neither exceptional nor trusted. I was in trance And you were my antagonist You shied my soul With a gun barrel. All I want is that You stay clear of the house. Never shall my foot raise atop the soil that bred me I heard wizards snatch breath From the living and give them home yonder. He is far from the truth And too immature to understand that A witchery is a wound A sore that one must travel with. I must hide from mother. After decade she sent him a love letter My loving son Every day I visit you in UK And I must say it is lovely To have three wonderful grandchildren. You see! My son, the way ...

The Law and the Prophets "My plantain sucker destroys my axe, My machete trembles in fear" There- Please catch it for me I went for it Catch, and devour. Take! All I want is that throne. Wow! We love it, The throne is yours. Crim, Pain comes after gain. All you could steal is a white shirt? No. Not white, It could have been white had it meant he wore It in the dark You are valueless Your present is little or nothing. Author’s Note This poem is a sharp and symbolic reflection on the corruption and manipulation within legal systems. It questions the integrity of those entrusted with upholding justice and exposes how truth can be twisted to favor power. Through layered imagery and brief but striking statements, the poem reveals a system where what appears right is often engineered to serve hidden interests. It is written to provoke thought and challenge blind trust in authority. Theme The central theme of the poem is the corruption of justice and the manipulation of law by those...

THE SOUL OF MUSIC The chord Is odd. And the string, Like a spring. It flows Like a droplet in a hose.. He took hold of the drum stick, He held the very peak Like a scroll About to roll. Take hold of your violin And remember not violence. Strike you conga And shop in konga, Think of your wind instrument And get ready for merriment. He touches the string And it rang, Then I saw sleepers in the mortuary Smiling, though in sanctuary. Music has soul anyway. AUTHOR’S NOTE This poem reflects a deep fascination with the mysterious and almost supernatural power of music. It moves from simple sounds and instruments into a larger vision where music becomes a force that transcends life and death. The imagery may feel playful at first, but it gradually evolves into something more profound, suggesting that music is not merely entertainment but a living presence capable of awakening even the stillest silence. The lines carry a rhythm that mirrors the very subject of the poem, allowing the reader to f...

X CHARACTER   I would love to marry you! But you would never part my source and hatch a chick,  You would never love my Dad and give a new name, And you would never love my pals and bark at them. "You dare not in my ear your beauty reverberate". Like a frustrated prostitute, You need not appear so innocent. I would love to marry you! But you would never love your church and join my coven, You would never hear my story and keep your peace  And you would never dance my beat and miss your step. "A brothel is a motel!"  Only that it camouflages like a hotel. "A bad character is like a hostel" So I would in me make you my fair Juliet, And in reality, be to you no Romeo. CONTENT ANALYSIS   The poem X Character is a literary piece that brings to light the negative effects or consequences of exhibiting a bad character as a young lady who’s supposed to have a promising future in all facets of life. The X in the poem’s title, X Character, symbolizes bad. That’s to s...