Mark A. C. Ogbodo Poems

A Tribute To My Late Mum: Lydia Adie Ogbodo
By Mark A. C. Ogbodo

Oh! My lovely and beautiful mother.
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NIGERIA: THE LAND OF MY BIRTH
By Mark A. C. Ogbodo

Oh! My Motherland;
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TRIBUTE TO MY ALMA MATER
(Unique Secondary School, Makurdi)

Unique Secondary School, Makurdi.
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THE BROKEN
By Mark A. C. Ogbodo
In my quest of wiping the faces of the dejected, I explored the North, South, East and West: the encounter left a soul broken from broken souls encountered.
The journey was set for. All around me came the cries of the dejected. Everyone crying for and needing help despirately and concurrently. Triaging was of no help, for there were the ones needing help urgent attention at the North, South, West and East simultaneously. I called for help, but my call fell on deaf ears for no one wanted to help the the needy. I was left alone to attend to the countless number. Thus, I needed to act fast and alone.
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When life forces you to rest at a particular spot on the JOURNEY called life, look around the spot; there is a hidden treasure for you there: find it.
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YES, YOU CAN!

Yes, You Can! I Mean You. Yes You.
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