PPBlessing
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Category: Poem
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I went on a journey to WSA Passing through its streets I saw a man, bearing red roses, for his lover in red The heavens looked down And took away the lady in red to dwell up there. Up upon its mountain Two others, slipped into each other Beginning a walk together But the slope…
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“One man can never rape a woman”, was what she said “Really? But my husband rapes me, almost every other night” I replied She laughed, “How can your husband rape you? You’re his wife! Your body belongs to him!” But… But he… But he never… But he never asks… But he never asks if… But…
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For the female who constantly has to face gender biases, To the females who are raising above the status quo, For females whose future was stolen through forced marriages, To females who have refused to let the challenges pull them down, For females world over, HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN’S DAY .
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This government is evil!, He shouted from the roof tops, Until he was invited by the government, Then his voice; we no longer hear.
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All hail the oga at the top, Who belongs to everybody and nobody, Relegator of women to the kitchen and other room, Commander of the Federal Republic, Senior promise breaker, We’ve seen the change, Naira and petrol can testify, Elections and rulings bear witness, “Our hospitals are good” you said Yet, the abroad is your…
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Godness comes in different shades It doesn’t mind the shapes Walking through the rain Sorting out the pain My Savior, I’ve met.
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We liked the idea of us: MOG and WOG, The power couples, Absolutely picture perfect. We liked the idea of us, so we: Ignored that we were both ‘work-in-progress’ Set the differences aside, And got joined in holy wedlock. We liked the idea of us, Now, the idea of us is the pictur out there,…
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She fell in love with the idea of him: An MOG, filled with the spirit, Rich, cool-headed, welcoming, With face so fine it made her head spin. She fell in love with the idea of him, Without knowing that he has: A temper that could set the forest on fire, And hands that were quick.…
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He fell in love with the idea of her: Pleasing to the eyes and mind, Meek and comely, With voice so soothing. He fell in love with the idea of her, Without knowing that she has: Vicious words that pierce through diamonds, Taste so high, his pocket can’t meet up. He fell in love with…
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Papa is a hero, a knight in shining stupor, Out before the cock crows, back at midnight, Throwing punches at mama, barking orders at us, Papa is a hero, a hero of the bottles.
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