For years to be added unto me, I do not proclaim
To acknowledge your deeds, I do proclaim
My tears you took and fertiled the soil
So, in vain no longer shall be my toil
For no adoration unnoticed, passed you
Even if I’ ve got no gold
Worship I’ ll still give unto you
For you are God
I can see your deeds splattered over the shores of time
And for that and for you, my lips shall rhyme
Like a dog, I shall wag my tail
Just to demonstrate my tale
In time of distress, I shall not stagger
Rather, like David I shall go gaga
For when I was down and out
You gave me reason to live again
So, like a child, I shall skip about
For your knowledge has become my gain
Even at the time of no dime
For that and for you, my lips shall rhyme
On your command, still the waters stayed
On the mention of your name, evil fled
By you, man was made
And by your power, the devil bled
Just like a child, your praise, my lips shall mumble
Like thunder, your praise, my lips shall rumble
Like a mad man, I shall speak in unknown tongues
Out of insanity, I shall blaster in unknown tongues
When I get dumbfounded, I shall mime
And for that and for you, my lips shall rhyme
The poem “MY LIPS SHALL RHYME” was written by Stanley Ejiogu and can be used for reflection purposes. If it has to be read, the author’s name has to be mentioned.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Copyright © 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
WHICH WAY NIGERIA?
They never contested
They shot their way to the top
Till we protested
And blew our top
Promising us a change
They left
Looking at the right,hoping for a change
We forgot the left
From there they came
And kings they became
No longer in their original forms
Because there were no uniforms
Which they' ve traded for gowns
And their caps, they exchanged for clowns
So life really became a stage
A palace without a page
They, the actors
We, the spectators
Being forced to cheer
Because we are afraid of the deer
Just like their skin, their hearts are black
Looking forward and never turning back
Because soldiers will always be soldiers
And every houses will always look like a barrack
Of ourselves, we are prisoners
Looking ahead for better days to come
But when shall it become?
When the owl still howls at night
And the deer still prowls with might
Because like coal, the heart of man is black
And a voice still rings at night weeping,
'Which way Nigeria'?
AUTHOR: STANLEY EJIOGU
The Poem, WHICH WAY NIGERIA? was written by Stanley Ejiogu. No part of this poem
should be reproduced in any form without the consent of the Author. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
They shot their way to the top
Till we protested
And blew our top
Promising us a change
They left
Looking at the right,hoping for a change
We forgot the left
From there they came
And kings they became
No longer in their original forms
Because there were no uniforms
Which they' ve traded for gowns
And their caps, they exchanged for clowns
So life really became a stage
A palace without a page
They, the actors
We, the spectators
Being forced to cheer
Because we are afraid of the deer
Just like their skin, their hearts are black
Looking forward and never turning back
Because soldiers will always be soldiers
And every houses will always look like a barrack
Of ourselves, we are prisoners
Looking ahead for better days to come
But when shall it become?
When the owl still howls at night
And the deer still prowls with might
Because like coal, the heart of man is black
And a voice still rings at night weeping,
'Which way Nigeria'?
AUTHOR: STANLEY EJIOGU
The Poem, WHICH WAY NIGERIA? was written by Stanley Ejiogu. No part of this poem
should be reproduced in any form without the consent of the Author. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
THE COLOUR OF THE SHADOW OF DARKNESS
On and on I walked, unto the throes of darkness
Unknown, the evil that belies ahead
So lonely like the wilderness
But on and on, I forged ahead
And no one to comfort me in this great moment of my forsakeness
In this great moment, when heaviness becometh my head
No one around to console me, in this great moment of my nothingness
Not even my constant companion- my shadow
Or do they only stay in the meadow?
So grief became my best companion
At this moment, I felt like I could not be saved
Not even by my lucky medallion
Because in and in, the road caved
Leading me to the house of doom
As if I already have a room
I can feel the claws of evil
Clawing, clawing at my soul
With the intent to rip it apart
I can feel the mauls of evil
Mauling, mauling at my soul
With the intent to rip it apart
I can still hear the voice of the preacher
Still staying, "vanity, all is vanity"
And I wonder why the preacher
Chose to come at this moment of insanity
Does it mean I still have a chance?
Does it mean this is all a trance?
Then I cried, "mercy"!
I looked up at the black sky and cried, "mercy"!
For now, I' ve seen and known, nevertheless
The colour of the shadow of darkness
AUTHOR: STANLEY EJIOGU
Unknown, the evil that belies ahead
So lonely like the wilderness
But on and on, I forged ahead
And no one to comfort me in this great moment of my forsakeness
In this great moment, when heaviness becometh my head
No one around to console me, in this great moment of my nothingness
Not even my constant companion- my shadow
Or do they only stay in the meadow?
So grief became my best companion
At this moment, I felt like I could not be saved
Not even by my lucky medallion
Because in and in, the road caved
Leading me to the house of doom
As if I already have a room
I can feel the claws of evil
Clawing, clawing at my soul
With the intent to rip it apart
I can feel the mauls of evil
Mauling, mauling at my soul
With the intent to rip it apart
I can still hear the voice of the preacher
Still staying, "vanity, all is vanity"
And I wonder why the preacher
Chose to come at this moment of insanity
Does it mean I still have a chance?
Does it mean this is all a trance?
Then I cried, "mercy"!
I looked up at the black sky and cried, "mercy"!
For now, I' ve seen and known, nevertheless
The colour of the shadow of darkness
AUTHOR: STANLEY EJIOGU
Friday, December 18, 2009
NE-ME-SIS
Don't want to end up like my friends of' course
Gone of a just course
I shall not grieve so much
For one way or the other, we shall all go as such
And when I have to go, it shall be for a reason
Though they call it treason
The vultures of this earth
Always gladdened at the sight of death
With no respect for humanity
Thinking that life on earth is eternity
Vampires! getting so fat on our blood
Though it sounds odd
But for how long shall you betray a brother?
For how long shall you betray a sister?
The trust they gave you, you betrayed
And in you, I saw no conscience portrayed
I see! I see! Revolution
I see! I see! Rebellion
I can see blood on the streets
I can hear the sound of the drum beats
Because when you push a man for so long
Violence becomes his song
But unto him you blameth not
But unto thee who shareth their lot
From the mist emerges a traveller
And slowly he walks like a toddler
But unto his destination, he is no stranger
From his manifestation, emanates danger
Upon your stair case he tops
On your door he stops
Knock! knock! on your door he knocks
Before you could ask" who's there"?
Click! click! the door unlocks
Then he tries to answer your question, "who's there"?
But a word he could not utter
He tried again to say his name, but all he could do was stutter
Ne-me-sis
AUTHOR: STANLEY EJIOGU
The poem NE-ME-SIS was written by Stanley Ejiogu and no part of it should be reproduced in any form without the consent of the author. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Gone of a just course
I shall not grieve so much
For one way or the other, we shall all go as such
And when I have to go, it shall be for a reason
Though they call it treason
The vultures of this earth
Always gladdened at the sight of death
With no respect for humanity
Thinking that life on earth is eternity
Vampires! getting so fat on our blood
Though it sounds odd
But for how long shall you betray a brother?
For how long shall you betray a sister?
The trust they gave you, you betrayed
And in you, I saw no conscience portrayed
I see! I see! Revolution
I see! I see! Rebellion
I can see blood on the streets
I can hear the sound of the drum beats
Because when you push a man for so long
Violence becomes his song
But unto him you blameth not
But unto thee who shareth their lot
From the mist emerges a traveller
And slowly he walks like a toddler
But unto his destination, he is no stranger
From his manifestation, emanates danger
Upon your stair case he tops
On your door he stops
Knock! knock! on your door he knocks
Before you could ask" who's there"?
Click! click! the door unlocks
Then he tries to answer your question, "who's there"?
But a word he could not utter
He tried again to say his name, but all he could do was stutter
Ne-me-sis
AUTHOR: STANLEY EJIOGU
The poem NE-ME-SIS was written by Stanley Ejiogu and no part of it should be reproduced in any form without the consent of the author. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
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