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It is hard to make sense of the world
When you are stuck in my wall.
I have ran so many races
That only earned me a broken face.
These words are the reflection of my woes
I can't but keep watching my folks turn foes.
Unarguably, my today is not a reflection of my past
Because in my yesterdays, I faced all battles, I didn't pick my tasks.
But my gold is often given the price tag of coal
Leaving me no choice than to clock-walk alone.

You see, it is hard to make sense of the world
A place where the best are left to eat their words.
I gave my blood when my sweat was not enough
My dream in their noses like an African *****.
I give ears to their worries, none to mine
My visions are like lads stories that should not be taken to mind.
My case is before a judge desk
Who sleeps and dine in my accused nest.

Still, they want me to make sense of the world
Where the best gets the worst and the corrupt gets the award.
Is there any sense to really make of us?
Are humans really worth making sense of?
You see, don't waste a lifetime trying to make sense where there is none
Instead, strive to make something out of what can be done.
Have you ever been caught up in a moment?
Where you feel like you have been caught robbing your government?

Have you ever been caught up in a moment?
Where they miss judge all your movement?

Moments where you see things you were blind to
Moments you feel the paradies is empty or deaf to the people
That moment you pray for death to come to your rescue
You ask yourself was this what I was born to go through?

moments where pains won't let your tears fall
Fears makes you find beauty indoor
Where having hope looks likes a marathon
Striving to survive on guts.

Moments seems too long
When one hearts burn
By a cry of a new born
Wondering if you still got a turn.

Moments you smile in tears
You faithlessly pray in red fears
Counting unfruitful years
Wondering if today happiness will end you well.

Moments when you feel lost in love
Caught up in the atmosphere of lust
Feel used and dumped
That awkward moment you feel you are done with the world.

If you have, then we have been in the same world
Where one speak in silence for money is the loudest voice
Where luck turns your sweat filled effort void
That awkward moment you realise that we are not equal after all.
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In the face of war
Loudly our fears drum.

The lioness ready for a feast
I heard Lucifer is angry against God
Battling to get Him to His kneels.

Blood is reigning
The blood sucker awaken
In pieces the sky has fallen
The moon now a commoner  
And the sun a drunk wanderer.

Where are the innocence
The black cloud acquires,
Vultures need the flesh of the angels
Their bone the dogs also desire.

The dragon has been unleashed to flood the world,
This time, no one is right enough not to be wrong,
Yes, No saints, No Noah,
No ark to sail to a new world.
Death our creditor, we the borrower
The covenant can't be erased not even a word.
See what we have done to ourselves fighting our creator
See how we successfully drive ourselves to our destructions.

If God finally conquer the Armageddon
In the recreation of a new kingdom
I will want to be the Adam without eve
Dying to see what difference that will make indeed
Because this world is such a complicated trip
The returnees will hate to repeat.
See how crazy
Our world has become,
Blood flowing
In between conversation of guns
Now, nothing is rosy
Righteousness has been dump.

Our unsafe kids are no longer scared
They live and wake amidst the dead
The women on trousers while the men on miniskirt
As they swiftly evoke a tragic end.

Oh, see the bloodish tears on the baby cheeks
As she watch her mother being roasted
Drier than a christmas chicken
A  common way commoners are now being busted
By their own fellow citizens.

Hmm! See how our leaders rule out of ideas
Giving the opposition room to criticize
Pointlessly earning us more fears,
The menace smiling in prowess
For the devil is leading them right
While we mourn and listen to our leaders cold words,
Praying in silence to God to dry our red eyes.

Oh God, a messiah is needed to abort our harsh realities
Someone like moses with a staff to path this red sea
Yes, just a man can help us to divorce our calamities
For a change nation with a repented mentality.

By Victor Ernest O.
Dedicated to abuja bomb blast on monday 14 2014.
My tear is my gold,
It's what I greedily share
No matter the yoke.
My fear Is God,
Him I give my years
He is my hope.

I smile
To quench my terror,
I strive
To manage my errors.
I'm imperfectly perfect
Hunting for perfection,
Sweating blood for effect
At war for a brighter future.
My joy is in my attitude
It never bows,
In my faith I'm spraying gratitude
Even In height of failures it's loud.

Truly,
I'm beginning to view the sun
After a long storm,
I'm now a party to fun
Engaging in royal norms.

Truly,
There has been a silver linen
Behind my once thick clouds
There are roses in my surrounding
Golden rings can now seize my claws.
My big head has become a home for the crown
My once ugly face now a delight of the crowd
what a sweet victory
What a testimony.

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You can judge my heart
I have cheated you with my smile
I have err,
still don't rip off my hat
Even if it doesn't size.
Life without you is hell
Let me unbreak your heart
And return your sun shine.

I know I have been hidding a lot
My secrets weigh higher
Than the messiah cross.
My fading fate won't longer cast lots
Your departure is killing my faith faster
Like fire set under a heavy rainfall,
I have learnt the hard way for sure.

You said you can't understand me
Maybe because I don't even know myself
Like my mirror never did its job.
You are tired of saying you love me
Because you don't think I love myself,
My happiness my anger has really robbed.

You  hate that I blame you for everything
Losing you will be a life sentence for my sins
For my past is  really  hunting
To take vengeance on my being.
I know I have not been just and fair enough
To seek for any atom of peace or love
But at least I deserve a chance and a trust  
If not, then I deserve this lonely dance with war
For I have never been an everyday man for once.
Love tales
Longer than rain tails
when love speaks
Hatred sleeps.

I love to love
In love
my insufficiency is always enough,
Love keeps my witnesses secret
And my sins so sacred.

When in love
The prisoner is war
All heart becomes one
Roses become the only weapon.

The feelings of love
Is more beautiful than garden of eden
More colourful than rainbows in the evening
As peaceful as the sea in the morning
And sweeter than honey of an adult bee.

When captured by the spirit of love
You will be like a child in heaven,
Meek and mild
Sweet and bright.
Your soul flourishing like palm fruits,
Your heart throb like sounds of flute.

Love answers all questions,
She endures all situations.
A heart without love
Is a heart without God
And a heart without God
Is a heart filled with war,
Those who fall in genuine love
Will strongly stand taller in the world.
Surely, life everlasting is the Wages of love.
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