THE VOICE OF NIGHTINGALE

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Introduction
The songs of nightingale is a collection of poems that denounces the socio-political situation of Africa,as well as motivation for the down castes,and also romance for lovers. Enjoy the reading.

HOW I WISH

How I wish eyes could see
See beyond the letters inked on papers
And grab the message from my heart
How I wish ears could listen to the beat of love from my heart
Listen beyond normal, I wish the ears could
To decode the signal being transmitted in sound
How I wish...

How I wish hands could open the pages in the heart of men
To give utterance to their mouth to profess volume of unspoken words
Residing in their belly
Only if...

Only if my mouth could express my heart
And the pages of books accommodate my feelings...
Only if you,the Pearl could see beyond the sweetness of tongue
Used to deceive many
To see the genuine intention I'm pregnant of....
Then will I be proud to convincingly express
In a sonorous voice of nightingale
The expression of the assurance
Of the uniqueness of my undying love
Which is unquenchable by fire of snow towards you.
The twenty four elders are here,maybe awaiting endorsement.

FUTURE LEADERS

To unionists of our time

Rising and falling before all
They came begging
With a meek and innocent faces
They promised better life
They promised to be a goat to be slaughtered for our sake
And now, they are slaughtering themselves.

In the power house
There are many animals
Some humans, some inhumans
But with a common interests, they cohabit.
When interest clashes the Lioness could break bottle
And stab Zebra in the arm!
Zebra conscious of his power headbutt the Lioness
And everything scatters.
They are indeed great leaders
Future leaders already making waves
In the power house turned ghetto
Today with bottles
And tomorrow, they will upgrade to gun
At least to be more professional.

My palms are echoing "well done sir" to your good deeds.
You are really proactive
Especially, when it concerns your pockets
Man must loot!
Abi nah?
Your fathers up there are potential looters
They loot and reloot our funds
You are fighting
We are watching
And the Creator of all is acting
And you are lying
Covering what we are seeing.

WANNA SWIM

In sky-blued ocean
Where many have swam to be drowned
Eating by the deadly shark
And transported into the valley of skeleton
I wanna swim.

I long to swim in the ocean where many hearts,
Like glass cup fell and broke with no edifice of hope.
In the ocean, attracted by many with her wonderful beauty
And playful manner
That has taken captive many being into the dungeon of madness
I wanna swim like a shark in the deep.

My ancestors swam with no biting finger
I will swim when it will be at my will
And my hands will be in my pocket
Enjoying the artifice in that deep ocean
That has taken many captive.
I wanna swim!

DEATH

You, unexpected guest
My kneels bend to plead
To your lordship
To flee from my abode
Not to rob my house of life
And foist wailing laughter
To make stream of tear flood from my eyes.

Rub not tomorrow of my usefulness
For I want the stars to sing my name
To the earthly hosts
With laughter of pride echoing from the Heavenly Host
I want to shine my sun
I want tongues to carry my identity
Beyond closed doors of success
Raise minds to hand my pen to

But...
Tender your amiable hands when
My head shall be coloured grey
And my garden full of offsprings
And product of my offspring
Jogging to play happiness in my face
Becoming unclear in the school of old age
Beholding the Paradise beyond
To snatch me from the throes of death
And catapult me into eternal rest
In the kingdom of my Father.