Darlington Chukwunyere
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When I reminisce the past
I feel I can make the future come fast
That I may tackle the task
Which is so wide and vast
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Pain is like rain, though painful it is yet gainful.
For pain's sake we are abused, yet for pain's sake love is diffused.
Pain is rain, for it touches all men free or in chains.
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When I closed my eyes
I saw every where in wear-and-tear
I saw everyone shedding tears, but when I opened my eyes,
I saw the opposite side.
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Must I endure?
Didn’t they say life is meant to be enjoyed?
Why must I be the specimen always?
Why should my stomach bare the offenses always?
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I was chained to a tree, hostage and helpless deep within thick dark woods.
Then approached a ferocious beast, ready to ravish its prey;
I heard it saying, "Wow… dinner's been served"
I shut my eyes so tightly, as concluding I was nearing my last moments.
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Hail the hero who embraces troubles.
He does not make troubles.
He may be challenged by adversities.
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From within the hollow of unforeseen euphoria
I hail you my good people of the New Nigeria.
I am writing not only to you but also our neighbors.
Have ye not noticed, the heavy weight we have upon us,
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Your coming was good
But the timing, wrong
You shouldn't had come so soon
For I was yet to be through with my song
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Would you rather dine and wine,
While they come at this odd time,
Overpowering and taking charge of your kind?
Yet, and only yet, they give you a die?
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There were two cross men
One by his left and the other by his right.
The two were passengers of his plight
They boarded the jet of his last fight
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My son, I understand the reason behind your swift pace.
But please, do not be in haste
For it could be a waste
If you cannot be patient and wait
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I hate falling in love
For love is wicked and blind
And weird and wild
It gets me hypnotized
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There's fish, and the sellers are. The do fishy things to earn a good dish, as was told of them by the story tellers.
These people like what they sell
They are often bad and fishy
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Darlington Chukwunyere Biography
Darlington Chukwunyere is a Nigerian writer of prose, film and poetry. In 2007, he began freelance writing for five major local newspapers in Owerri; The Nigerian Horn. National Question, the Statesman, Frontline Newspaper, and the Strides. He studied Theatre Arts, at Nnamdi Azikiwe University Awka. By 2010, he had published his first collection of poems online on www.poemhunter.com Presently, you can buy his works of prose and poetry on Amazon, with the name Darlington Chukwunyere. During his NYSC in Nigeria, he announced his arrival into the Nollywood movie industry by writing and directing his debut movie “Threshold” which was shot in Ondo State where he served his country for one year. Ever since, he has been actively involved in the Nollywood home video industry with so many screenplays to his credit. He is the founder of Viddawood, a community of screenwriters who work together to produce high content scripts for Hollywood and Nollywood motion picture and movie industries. Viddawood markets already-made movie scripts online, at www.viddawood.com In 2014, Darlington Joined the civil society sector, where he managed a USAID Civic Engagement Project in the Niger Delta region of Nigeria. In January 2017, he founded an organization named Visual Dimensions of Development Activism in West Africa (VIDDA West Africa) , a platform he created for Good Governance Advocacy through the collection and circulation of videos and pictures that contain evidences of Bad Governance, Human Rights Abuse and most importantly, providing advocacy tools for Civil Society Organizations.)
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A Cry For Peace, Accross Nigerian Rivers
When I reminisce the past
I feel I can make the future come fast
That I may tackle the task
Which is so wide and vast
But alas, it is but a mask
That I see in the short track
Which hides the reality that life is a tip-tap.
from one unto another
There came trials and temptation
Pushing and pulling against Nigeria my nation
Giving rise to brothers killing brothers
With distinct measures blood flowed
And in great numbering, heads rolled.
But why the strive I ask?
After having gone through all the thorns in the past,
I think it should have been a school class,
To you my people who are no grass,
But humans whose souls shall be judged at last.
Oh, please lay down your guns
For these days battles are worn with puns
Does killing your brother make you better?
Oh, you mustn't kill him to become greater
A cry for ease and a cry for peace, across rivers and foreign seas,
A unity of tribes and tongues devoid of Fleece, is all I plea.
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4/25/2024 6:21:00 AM # 1.0.0.1119
darlington is one poet i love so much. His lines, so touching.