I was the boy Hairy, impatient, hopeful A grandson of a great farmer A veteran and a warrior Hewn out of strong wills Killing one
Month: Jan 2015
Goodnight Tale
When I say goodnight I meant I love you And sad I am, to let my eyes Close before you Though my consciousness gone My
Shooting Star
Have you sat on a desk Outside the cloudy dark Waiting for some shooting star On a journey to the east? The dark solemn
Natures cruelty by Emeka Ogbonnaya
In a forgotten land there was a forgotten bird who spanned the length of River Kyle longer than Nile. In a forgotten land there was
Musing: Lesson
This evening, watching the ants A good lesson came by Keep love in your heart And every challenge is conquered Oiroegbu Halls
She
She lay in my arms Quiet, whispering and thinking Listening to the tune Of the Pines outside I saw the pain, the grief The despair
