Nwagboso Kosisochukwu Poems

Amidst mountains and hills
Amidst Niger and Benue
At the threshold of crude and coal
Stands an edifice on the ice
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In the warmth of the seed laps
Circling and struggling to exist
Moving towards the eye of the sun
I saw you coming out from the seed shell
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Who are the makers of ammunitions?
Makers of riffles and arsenals
Makers of nuclear and atomic weapons
Tell me, are they meant for who?
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The twinkling stars and smiling crescent
The proud sun and the colorful rainbow
Whirlwind and cooling ocean breeze
I request you a guide to Bethlehem
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Purely wooden, purely golden
Too tiny and skinny unrecognized
Permitting only a gentle breeze to orchestrate
But all has come to a still
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Dare take walk on my long past years
And soil ‘ur hand with my pain filled tears
Cos down there lies my fears
In the catalogue of aborted ideas
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I've touched great darkness
I've caressed rough shadows
I've chased rushing wind
And found a sorrowful mystery
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