Bernard Onoja Poems

Once a peaceful city,
haven for tourists,
lovers of nature and its ambience.
The plateau, its rocks, the cold weather and the good people.
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From where do you come? Speaking a different language, unfamiliar from your friend's, yet belonging to a family.

Many originated in the earth, that is true. What of those from outer space? That, i know not.
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Born today like a leaf that buds from a tree. Gone tomorrow as the night. Yet forgotten in this big wide world of possibilities, failing to leave the slightest prints on the sands of time.

Can one be so indifferent, walking with the eyes closed? An attitude that many are guilty of, their signature in this life of bitterness and sweetness.
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Tic-tac, the sound of time waiting for that perfect time, chewing sand or catching flies, charging at any man or animal on its path.

A single bite, then a journey to the throne. There the rabies virus reigns, activating nervous signs and madness.
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Everything with a beginning has an end. What of man? Indeed, we can only look up.

An explanation there is, promises from men of faith, but why the difference in their explanations?
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When two elephants fight, many watch terrified, wondering the end result
yet it is the grass that suffers.

But for the magic word, the fight will go on forever. Should that be the case? While precious time is lost.
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I still love her, captivated by beauty and sex. The beautiful one, bitter and sweet are the hallmarks of love.

Take em in twos, and perhaps multiples. As long as they are on your path, the path of sexual chain.
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In pain we depart to a journey in a distant land unsure of what we shall meet.

We toil in endless days praying and hoping it will come to an end. Tossed around by a directionless wind but safety is sure because there is a home.
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Amazon of my world,
special creation from the heavens.
Description of love
Definition of beauty
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What are my sins that i am punished for? Early in life my sorrows begin, different from all my kith and kin. A cross to carry throughout life.

Had my parents been knowledgeable, my lot would have been different. Instead, as the wreckage of a motor crash, disabled i am with flaccid and feeble limbs.
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