Poems by  Ngozi Olivia Osuoha

Poems by  Ngozi Olivia Osuoha

 

WORDS ON MY MIRROR (53)

Life is not caught on camera, life is caught on the impact of realities.

When only crumbs are left, the world goes for it.

When we destroy the foundation, it collapses on us.

Visible or not, our shadow sticks to us.

The dazzling garments we wear do not reflect who we are.

The giant never made himself, he should take heed or be eaten by ants.

When we humble ourselves, we lift numerous loads.

Ruling or leading from Mount Everest depicts segregation and discrimination, it can only sprout enmity.

Each talent is for service not for intimidation.

There is something outside routine, it can give credible pleasure.

 

HUMANITY

Broken head
Decayed bread
Dead,
Humanity.

Ungodly
Unholy,
Unruly
Unjust,
Humanity.

Lame
Shame,
Game
Humanity.

Prodigal son
Bandwagon,
Dragon
Weapon,
Humanity.

Profanity
Atrocity,
Barbarity
Promiscuity,
Humanity.

Wickedness
Greediness,
Sadness
Humanity.

Tribalism
Racism,
Terrorism
Humanity.

Hate
Rape,
War
Humanity.

Vampire
Fire,
Expire
Humanity.

Beast
Least,
Humanity.

Darkness
Lifeless,
Hopeless
Helpless,
Humanity.

Monster
Gangster,
Trickster
Prankster,
Humanity.

Terminator
Debtor,
Manipulator
Traitor,
Humanity.

Inhuman
Inhumane,
Humanity.

 

QUIETNESS AND DUMBNESS
(Different; though similar)

Quietness is “culture”
Dumbness is “nature”
Quietness is “acquired”
Dumbness is “inherited”
Quietness is being “tamed”
Dumbness is being “framed”
Quietness is a choice
Dumbness has a price,
Quietness can be mistaken
Dumbness can be broken,
Quietness can be deceitful
Dumbness can be harmful,
Quietness can reach a goal
Dumbness puts off the coal,
Quietness has a flute
Dumbness keeps mute,
Quietness can touch the star
Dumbness does not go far,
Quietness comprehends a pattern
Dumbness may never discern,
Both can be in a barrel
Yet they remain parallel…

 

THE INFIDEL

You must listen
So attentively,hasten
No hiding place
A little breathing space,
You are a spectator
I am the dictator.

You are a neighbour
This is my parlour,
There is a wall
Any move, you fall
I am the faithful
You must be fearful.

You are inferior
I am the superior
You are fake
I am the make
You are a stranger
I am the danger.

You are not smart
I draw the chart,
You are a learner
I am the winner
You are a child
I tame the wild.

Fine, if you admit
Better, if you submit,
Bad, if you resist
Worse, if you persist
You are a beginner
I am the teacher.

I was born to rule
Even within your pole
I can march your soul
Down with my sole
I am the captain
I guard the mountain.

You have not grown
Else you should have known,
I am the master
You are a pester,
Game reshuffled
No retreat No surrender.

 

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