What the madman said — Obiora Udechukwu

The archive What the madman said Poem by Obiora Udechukwu · 1988 F WE KILL the cock that crowsWho will now rouse the sun from sleep?If we kill the bird that singsWho will distil harmonies from the clouds? Question i address to our people:Question i address to the land:Question i address to the world:If they […]

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Aimed At You

Poetry Aimed At You Poem by Vic’Adex · 2016 my words would not be washed off Pilate’s hands to crucify them again on vain crosses my words would not re-stress the stress of our leaders they will undress the hypocrisy beneath your dress leaving your lies in a state of unrest my words are aimed […]

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