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Africa

The mother of the black child, the black tribe, the black generation.   Photo Credit:Pinterest.com Conceived in the womb of her youthfulness, Her children nourished, marinated with and in her essence, Giving off a fragrance, a flavour, and a sweetness peculiar to her people. A land of salient merchants, warriors, scholars, the wise and noble, A race of flawless beauty, a radiantness as of polished black diamond, the aura of her swarthy complexion, Photo Credit: Jodhanibrothers.com A breed of people with strange understanding, and an in-depth sophistication extruding advanced civilization. Africa's Redefinition , Established on Life and Truth

Gripped

Addictions leaves emptiness etched on the countence, Every pulsing heartbeat resonates the frustration that lurks within the chambers of the soul. Such misery! The mystery for the curation of this, Knocking at the hearts door, In patient anticipation of its turning hinges, Desirous of stretched out arms calling for his embrace. Do you want me is all he asks; do I really know what I want asked me of myself, Try me out he says... the decision quite difficult, but eventually made. Did I give a Yes or a No, my mind's blurry. Twas a No, I had refused his advances, Walked on with life, the satisfaction I sought forthcoming, Forthcoming, I said? Twas false for there comes with it drained peace, Joy, righteousness... the satisfaction, not a reflection of truths reality. My decision seem to have enlarged the gulf of uncertainty and void resident within. My bathroom mirror if could speak, will say, He stares at himself every time he stands before me; His gaze blank, dist

An Ode to Nigeria

Weaved in her tapestry, her essence, Is a uniqueness radiating beauty and ingenuity. Her versatile soaked fabric, her identity; An unfanthomable awesomeness. Her earth a glorious richness, her people faultlessly beautiful. Her Character transmogrifying in positivity, this metamorphosis by the power of a LIFE higher than this. Her history of colonization and slavery, Enshrined a SEED which illumined her darkened estate. She resolves to recapture her indigenousness, This self awareness brightens her countenance; an intelligent people, a wise nation. The intense scorch of the smiling February's Sun, the fragrance of the earth from the years first rain, in April. A glorious moment!! The gentle rustle of dried leaves effective of the cozy harmattan breeze; Shaping her vegetation, her topography, her geography. Her ancestry, an inexplicable wonder; Heritage, Culture, Value and Virtue. Her girls gracefully sculpted, an impeccability of a potters artistic mastery. Her yo