Trashing all my poems

Dear Caitlin, Jacob and the amazing bunch of spirited writers at the table, I am deleting all my poetry posts from the poetry full marathon 2020. i hovered over the trash button indecisively for three days, till i had the confidence of letting my poems…

Preventing Disaster

Your innate ability to perceive tomorrow and clearly predict it So that friends and family are guided and led aright Often times this has led you to the summit It is a gift.   Once, you have averted a plane crash that would have erased…

Hope

People are different all the time and I hope you are better than most of them Love them Massage them Pamper them Calm them They are not satisfied and they treat you as footmat Understanding people is a difficult game to master and since I…

Leisurely Stroll

I will take a leisurely stroll by the sidewalk And drink in the site of machinery idling in the construction ground as I walk The wired fence of the site is no barrier to my walk I am prepared to enjoy the journey; that is…

Longings

Since life does not consist of what you eat or drink I have always longed to help others to be light in the dark to illuminate the park to be the head to move ahead to be heard as an acclaimed published author Those are…

19. A season is what we need…

A world wide pandemic had to take shape before we slowed our gait. A battle cry from the earth had to be made to set her free.  We did not do it willingly. We were not listening. She needed her plants and animals to flourish….

Coldblood

A youth was shot dead by a policeman in cold blood Other youths raged! Demanding for justice! The street stood still for its fallen hero Tears flowed freely Sadly Followed by a candlelit procession led by over a thousand youths  

My Billionaire Dad

There is nothing in this world that is beyond me. I am the son of a billionaire dad And as the heir to his empire, the world eats from the palm of my hand   There is nothing in this world that is above me…

Aborted Holiday

Mother had promised I would spend the holiday breaks At my uncle’s place The holiday came but Mother lost her face While in the kitchen she had an accident That singular act sent everything backwards Had she not been hospitalised towards The resumption of school…

High Tech

I am the forerunner Without me, Your songs are not portable Your music is incomplete Your world is tune deaf I am the one battling for existence Without me You cannot remember old songs You cannot dance to your favourite tunes Your world is dead…

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