Onyekachukwu Vincent Onyeche

(4th October / Asaba, Nigeria)

Duchess 1: Esther and I


How come we’re still alive?
After no count poison-pen
Union of no anniversary but dungeon
When did it start when would it end?

How come we stayed alive?
After many bombs dwelling hearts in
Bees hive, self-inflating scares on oneself
Want it broken; sacred to let it bend

How come we faked and jive?
Saying we don’t care
Yet we pay attention honeyed and dulcet
When would we be frank and kill pretends?

Submitted: Saturday, December 28, 2013
Edited: Saturday, December 28, 2013
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