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sticks in my ears
a wet rug was placed over the hot lantern chimneywhen the rug had soaked up enough heat and could no longer breatheit was placed over the fresh wound on my legI squirmed, screamed and tossed in painThick arms gripped me, so that the wet, hot rug could engage in a long lick of my woundmother’s…
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Let them
let them speak evil behind your backlet them have the wrong impressions of youlet them plot and schemehoping to lure you into senseless argumentslet them criticizebelittle you, underrate youlet them talk, those who seem to know betterdishing out advice to situations they know little about stay calmin the midst of the noisehold your peacein the…
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Irony
They say knowledge should be free, that some people can’t afford. And to put that sermon into practice, websites are set up where thousands of free books are available for download, a free download of books others have toiled to write and raise money for their publication and reprints. The irony? The same websites will…
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End of play
We had been rehearsing for weeks, although I had no clue what it all meant and for what occasion. But from the repeated motions day in day out, I figured out some pieces of the puzzle : it was a play about a baby who was to be visited by shepherds. Who this baby was…
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Sick with the quagmire
you’ll sing better songsthis thirst for changewill make you drink ideas till you’re drunknobody reaches the heights you’re aiming for sobermany your kind have been hereit’s the same ancient pathdifferent faces, same heart ……………………………………………………. Email:Benjaminnambu1@gmail.com WhatsApp: +233 541 824 839
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Blind plants
Plants are like blind servants. They stand at one place all their lives with arms stretched out, with their roots, stems, leaves, fruits and any other thing they can offer on the tray to serve humanity. When our water bodies are polluted from chemicals like those used in mining minerals in water bodies, the blind…
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wake every beast
honed every skilltried every trickcombed every streetwoke every beastcrossed every seatossed every diceate every lielicked every woundpaid every duesplayed every tunedealt every cardtook every chanceknocked every doorfought every dogticked every box yet for all my effortsa harvest of winds but I keep pressing onunrelentingly https://wp.me/paf3ao-m3z
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Survive this test
Rise above these dark momentsRise above these harsh currentsRise above these insults that hurtRise above the confusing twistsThe humanizing treatsAnd temporary defeats Survive this testYou were designed to outlastAnd outlive this floodBe an inspiration to the rest Refuse to stay downWield these stormsInto reservoirs of strengthWeave this lossInto beautiful songs ………………………………………………….. Email:Benjaminnambu1@gmail.com WhatsApp: +233 541…
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Gone with the wind
There are days nothing spectacular happen in our lives. Just routines. And yet one day we look back, and miss those ordinary times. Like I am looking back right now and seeing myself beside a tomato farm right behind our school wall. Almost everyday, while teaching in a classroom on the last floor, I stole…
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It is easy to assume they’re partial
From a distance, it is easy to assume they are partial. But when you get a chance to walk in their shoes, and perhaps put on their clothes, you understand why they sometimes complain of heat when the weather appears cold. When I was in basic school, I noticed how our class teacher gave what…
Diary of a Wanderer 