Okoronkwo Jonathan Jackson Poems

In that fusing power of imagination,
I gesticulate into reality-
Picturing the wonders of the coming future
In which shall be the revelation of posterity.
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This life full of vanity, I so repine,
When hopes run so pale and dark;
Leaving the heart so deep soaked in pain, that
The eyes agonized shower rain.
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Come all and sunder!
Come rich and poor! !
Come friends and enemies! ! !
Come unto my banquet of merriment! ! ! !
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Gone so soon; long- long ago,
Our tears we shed but without running water;
Yet into the unimaginable we gaze
Wondering what it could be that went wrong.
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The sword in dance of jubilation;
I leave floating in the air of celebration,
For out in the field of battle I go in requisition.
And now in dance of victory, the chant of my invocation.
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ORDERED and bred in the art of love,
You stand unique and distinguished-
With a clean of harmony, you
Salvage the heart of they who agonize.
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From thy slumber awake, Oh Queen of the Thinkers' varsity!
Come ring the powers of thy reason in the puzzle of reality,
And from us remove, that dogmatic lunacy;
That gives us no clear stance in the society.
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Come, draw thy ears nigh unto me and
I'll sing you those wordings that soothes the heart.

T'is the words of love and glamour,
Flowing deeply from a heart filled with ardor.
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Sanctity of purity all gone, and
the voice of chastity like
those of the gongs sounding in the empty vaccuum
with no one to hearken unto.
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Blood for fuel, flesh for matches;
So the wicked scene created in angst of irrationality.

The wrath of ignorance on man, that
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