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Black Child [a poem]



By Akuoma Ezeaku/ Featured contributor

Black child!
Sloppy valleys, rocky mountains
Lush bushlands, flowing fountains
Here animals find their home
So diverse, yet mix and roam
The sun towers above them all
Sending rays to the big and small
The benevolence of the Creator
To the black continent
For the black child

Thou, a goddess of melanin
Your wooly, kinky hair fits in
To the perfect embodiment
Of zeal! power! and such great strength
So why?
This feeling?
Of inferiority?
Why trade your gold and become a nonetity

Whatever it may be
You can reach the highest hill
Can’t you see?
Grow beyond your need
And take all the lead
Dear black child, your dreams are valid.

Author: Akuoma Ezeaku is a Christian, a final year Medical student and an embodiment of poetic prowess. This is her first publication.

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  1. Akuoma

    October 31, 2021 at 3:16 pm

    Awnnnn…so beautiful

    • Nwosu Gaius

      October 31, 2021 at 3:31 pm

      Grow beyond your need
      And take the lead✌️

      • Dera

        October 31, 2021 at 5:03 pm

        Thanks dear

    • Dera

      October 31, 2021 at 5:00 pm

      Thank youuu

  2. SelmaMartin

    October 31, 2021 at 4:18 pm

    Resounding applause. So beautiful. Thanks for sharing.

    • Dera

      October 31, 2021 at 4:59 pm

      Thank you dear ❣️

  3. Enwereuzo Golden

    October 31, 2021 at 6:16 pm

    It’s beautiful

  4. Kevin Chuks

    October 31, 2021 at 11:23 pm

    This is good.
    The message was clearly passed.

    We expect more.

  5. abjay32

    November 11, 2021 at 4:26 pm

    Nice Dera

  6. Hertz

    November 11, 2021 at 7:38 pm


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A dim but a hope [a poem]




By Victor S. Ugwu /Featured contributor

This is the time to be young.
Yes,this time to be strong.
For this time is long.
How unsung and to the end swung.
But what is wrong?

Hope for the young is the song he sung.
Loud it was like a gong.
It was sung by tongue.
Like his dreams will sunk.
Ideas so big for hung.
His dreams now slung.
They always ask what do you bring?
Also said he is not among.
But his lung just says I am strong.
And his dreams they wrung cannot dung.

It is sad, the country is bad.
His card in the game is hard.
Even the ads they show is hard.
The guards, yes, the body guard, is loosegaurd.
In a state where our guide is bad.
He is glad, he is still a lad.
Though will pad but not mad.
Will pass by Chad and use a brad.
He will not be a cad nor only pad.
He not only will fad but be clad.
To his dad, he is an acad and a grad.
So God forbad that he is a lost brand.

Then he use the cleche “WE MOVE”.
It’s not easy but he grooves.
He is a youth and must improve.
The hope they remove he disapprove.
Needless to say they abuse.
His dreams they put under the hooves.
Behoove youve got to improve.
If only they reprove than disprove.
He is young and of a truth “WE MOVE”.

Author Bio

Victor S. Ugwu is a medical Doctor by profession, and an ardent lover of knowledge. He has written some clips in the past but this is his first publication.

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