CredoPoets:Wakdok,Samuel Stephen Mama is fifty The world is sending congratulatory messages My elder siblings are dinning and wining They are celebrating mama’s age, They bought lipstick to adorn her lips New clothes to wear on her My sisters even sewed theirs My uncles are busy popping champagne. Mama is fifty Everyone is happy for her [...]
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CredoPoets: Wakdok,Samuel Stephen For a quiver full of Arrows I bare my chest as a stone. Pierce my heart For life without your seductive love Is sin without temptation. You are now as rude as a bear, Since I have turned as ugly as sin. If I am as silly as a goose I have [...]
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CredoPoets: Wakdok,Samuel Stephen Unused vocabularies, unpopular words All rolling…tsunami, hurricanes; Yet all existed, long before we exist. We met us on this journey. The euphemism of life’s struggle for all that is good and even ‘ungood’. In life’s nudity. In the documentary of this mundane generation, We got lost because most chose a lost cause. [...]
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CredoPoets: Wakdok,Samuel Stephen My love, the earth is spherical. It permits us to see different ends, to stand on opposite ends vertically and horizontally. We can’t walk with a leg nor clap with a hand. My riches are worthless without you love, My brilliance is useless without you. The symbolism of all I am is [...]
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CredoPoets: Wakdok,Samuel Stephen Blissfully staring into your exquisite eyes I behold the crown of Glory on your head. The sun setting on you enrages the rainbow and as if in outrage, the colors shout your beauty to the whole world. You stand firmly on foundation made of rocks that no hurricane can sweep, and lie [...]
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CredoPoets: Wakdok,Samuel Stephen. At my funeral Which of my friends will be there? How many will leave behind their tight schedule and travel to pay me last (dis)respects. I can see some few known faces Many may be strangers, passers by, church workers, grave diggers, Bus drivers, but all strangers. Some of my relations [...]
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