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For the ones who have been strong Daring to survive the heat of life For the ones who keep pushing Despite the bumps on the road For the ones who sweat non-stop                To make a living out of life For the ones whose heart bleed From the pines of sorrow and love For the ones clinging to the future Even with a mirage of hope                 For the ones hanging in there Undeterred by the urge to quit                                                         For the unhealed wounds For the taken breath ...

Written by Lillian Ugwu  I f   o n l y   s h e   h a d   k n o w n W h a t   t o d a y   w o u l d   h o l d L i k e   a   d u s t   i t   a l l   w i p e d H a r d l y  c a n   s h e   r e c o l l e c t   a n y m o r e C o u l d   i t   b e   t h a t   s h e   i s   e m p t y ? H e r   w o r l d   n o w   i n   i s o l a t i o n C o n f u s i o n ,   h e r s   t o   f e e d   o n E n d l e s s   a c h i n g   u n c o n s o l e d C a u s i n g   h e r   t o   u n r a v e l ,   f a l l i n g   t o   h e r   k n e e s P a n t i n g   h e a v i l y I n t i m i d a t e d   b y   f e a r C r o s s r o a d s   u n r e a c h a b l e P o s s i b i l i t i e s   l i k e     b l u r   r e f l e c t i o n s T h o u g h   s h e   c h ...

Written by Chiamaka Peace Eneja I heard the birds chattering Telling the untold tale Even the walls’ ears could not comprehend The harmony they formed Passing through the heart That had bellied so much agony To heal and to restore I saw the stars matching in thousands Tinseling with glitters Gracefully radiating the sky The moon emerging in its fullness Coruscating, giving the night some ‘vibes’ Enough to hold on till dawn I saw the trees in the forest Standing still like death Then the wind came To hand them a little ‘shake’ Bending all branches to traverse And there, they found life again Then I saw HOPE Gibbering with the birds Glistering with the stars Swirling fiercely with the wind Positive like the optimist Because there’s still more to embrace There’s still a future gleaming There’s still a life worth living There’s still Hope.

Let’s Pray, Shall we? Written By Peace Eneja For a better world I pray A place Where I can be anything I want Where doomed critics exist no longer With jagged mouth like the beak of a parrot Whose aim is to tear you apart, with such tormenting rant Where I never have to lose a loved one Where I never have to compare and contrast Where truth is entirely true Where Lies and love never meet Where heartbreaks give way to let bliss be A society Where “bloody hells” happen less Where politics are never played Like the game of chess, Selfishly moving the pawns, the nights, the bishops Only to sing the elites’ benediction Where crisis are vanished, Away from the solemn peace cascading the land A home Where Mothers nurture their babies with care and not cries Where Fathers are Fathers for heaven’s sake! Where children become the future we hoped for Where family ties are strengthened by the moment Where stro...

Embracing Your Imperfections Without Apologies Written By Peace Eneja Growing up as a little girl, I had a bow leg. When my parents first found out, they decided to take me to a hospital,  the same hospital that my mother gave birth to me. When they met the doctor, he looked at me and said, “This girl is too beautiful to have a bow leg, we’ll see what we can do to fix this”. Luckily for me, after undergoing constant treatments and taking a lot of calcium, my legs straightened up with time. And I am really glad it did.  A few days ago, my colleagues and I took some photographs after we finished a breakfast meeting session with our company’s clients. As most young people would do, I wanted to post the picture on my social media status. Unfortunately, I was scared of posting the particular one that I liked because my legs appeared bow again! I was scared of hearing an older version of what the doctor said to my parents…”This girl is too beautiful to h...

Written By Peace Eneja. I can still remember those words you said to me, I still feel them piercing through like the sword used to end Klaus Michelson. That wicked sword, more painful than death itself.  It all began smooth and I was optimistic. I believed that life with you was going to be all sugary like icing sugar and nourishing like a smoothie. I wish I was never so hopeful, so optimistic, and so positive that things were going to work out perfectly. Guess I was dreaming too big; my mum used to tell me..."dream big, there's no limitation to what you can achieve", this time I dreamt way too big. Maybe I was stupid, actually I think I was...blinded by my heart and deceived by the "happily ever after" cliché, I should have used more of my brain, maybe both my brain and heart together.  I am angry with myself for letting me fall for you, for all the pieces of us I tried to put together so we can become better, for all the questions I sh...

Written by Peace Eneja The Joy of your birth Has never left my breath Even while yet in the womb You healed so many wounds And now my child… You have just begun a life My duty, to guide you As you are just a kid Forgive me my child If I ever go wild leading you My aim is to see you soar Shielding you like a mother hen From the hawks of life. That devours the best part of you Not for you my child And even now I wonder What thing that you ponder Right in that little brain As the future whispers its plans to no one But I believe in the best for you my child Like a firework You shall rise, spread Beautifully lightening up the sky You are my life You are my child.  

Written by Ojini Adaobi  Why should it be me? Why all these accumulation? Why is this so mean? Why is there so much misconception? I can’t do this again It gives me so much pain And yet with no gain Oh pride, how can you be so high Even with the inward struggles so nigh You don’t want to do this And a closer look shows it's all mist Why am I struggling? With no ground for grumbling It's all pride Parading itself with so much stride.

Written by Ojini Adaobi It is so deep and limitless Even with the beep and facelessness There was no unraveling On the way travelling To the world’s unknown And I looked and none to behold  What could be that stronghold That keeps turning me around Even while on earths’ ground It seems I’m on the world’s beyond Can I go on to the next world? Without uttering a word It could actually be done Suddenly it's all gone Wait it's right there I mean it's still here Right there and here But it's all obscure and blind  Because it's all happening in my mind.

Written by Peace Eneja They meet at the park With eyes wondering Glimpse by glimpse They caught each other staring Like teenagers in love Ready to explore each other Could it be lurk or love? For the mind is a concealer You  never know its true thoughts The rushes, the kisses Only last for the moment Before it leaves its chameleon skin To be revealed But notwithstanding they dare Each step they took together Shinning through With so much flare Bearing in mind The possible disaster Yet still hoping for the best Regardless of the pain Still remains some gain Because no one can truly live Without having a taste of love Bitter or better!

Written by Ojini Adaobi It all begins as a foetus Going on with so much pain  And then it gets to nine months There the babe is quietly lain We are marveled at the wonder It seems like a puzzle to ponder But it's all real Because it's all from God who thrills! Now , he’s all grown and settled The man in him is drawn to nestled Again, he begins to fade The world’s trees couldn’t provide a shade Here, there’s a final breath The foetus has left the earth To the world beyond Loved ones tears we see in the world. 

Written by Peace Eneja Before I'm late Tomorrow awaits my fate Yesterday is gone So will I too be gone But hey! Wait I have to live a life To  "drop"  a legacy And time isn't enough! Before I step out It had taken off Oh! Please wait But no it's gone! Like an athlete on a race Now I have to hurry To catch up, maybe Time, Time, Time Travelling without a stop I have to think of something Today I swear to  "make most"

Written by Precious Eminent When we were younger We wished for a better life Life filled with laughter and pleasure Life without conflicts, pain, anger, hatred We were only but little dreamers  Who never stopped dreaming Other times we started each passing day With the thoughts of getting old and leaving The academic environment where teachers And lashes of Cain would never be felt Where names of noise makers will not be heard Where we would not be choked with homework Where we would sleep and wake up at any time without the  Sounds of morning bells for sleepy heads Where we would have lots of edibles to teeth on A world of laughter had we envisaged Not a world where we hand in our rights to a fellow Who at his whims and caprices disfavor us Today as I strolled down the street I saw a lot of dilapidated buildings Bashed cars, dirts flying around the place Fumes emitting from burning grasses Beggars at the corners request...