WE ARE THE NEW GODS(a poem by Sunsampaul Egwu)

With words of imageries in our mouth,
We proclaim metaphorical blessing.
Our veins spent time in pragmatic dilemma,
Our Spittles conjure the dead,
We are the light of the world.

Night no longer stand at ease,
We are the soldiers and knights of light.
Our words we make swords,
We are the salt of the world,
Our physiognomies transfer happiness to humans' countenance.

Deafening noise amidst solemnity,
Masses now longed to attend mass.
Our sermons stood like angels,
Bending the neck of all demons,
We are the new Gods.

We are the architects of our problems,
With eyesore of detriments.
We sat on our good deeds,
But at last we are up to the throne of glory,
No matter if we come across any gory.

Sound of a pin drop
Never make a noise in our midst,
Flames from a burning furnace
Never melt the stone in our heart,
We are the eyes created to see afar.

DARKNESS IN LIGHT(a flash fiction by Sunsampaul Egwu)

It was a Sunday afternoon when the weather changed, the wind came like a roaring Lion amidst a thunderous sound that proceeded after the elongated lightening. Chief Uche was in his compound in Umudike a small community with bad roads and evil elders. He was in his sitting room discussing with his little boy, John. John happens to be the only child of Chief Uche. Due to the evil things going on in the community many women could not deliver safely, most of them had several miscarriages including Chief Uche's wife, Susan.

It rained heavily that many houses were flooded, and most of the inhabitants of the community came to spend the night in Chief Uche's compound which happens to be the only compound in that community that was not affected by the flood. Chief Uche being a nice man accepted them and prepared some rooms in his compound for them. Most of the men that spent the night in the compound were evil men. Evil thought ran through their head as they arranged strategy in a bid to eliminate Chief Uche so they could possess his wealth and compound. Some of these evil men were his uncles and relatives.


They all went to their various houses at dawn as the flood had receded. And in the evening of the following day, some of the evil men assembled in their meeting place and held a serious meeting to eliminate Chief Uche so they can achieve their evil plans by claiming ownership of his compound. They were filled with enthusiasm that with their charms they will succeed. They summoned the spirit of Chief Uche to depart from his body that night of their meeting. Their evil meeting was successful as the spirit instantly appeared before them.

At dawn a loud came from the compound of Chief Uche. "Who is that" a man asked, " It sounds like the voice of Susan, Chief Uche's wife, can't you hear her lamenting words like, my husband is dead, who did this evil will never live" one of the evil men replied with disgusting looking. Crowd clustered the inner room of Chief Uche were he slept the previous night. "Oh! an iroko has fallen" Chief Uche's Uncle exclaimed in disguise.

John was still in school when his father died. He travelled home for the burial and later returned to school to complete his degree. He received several advises from his mother, several well wishes from his pastor and condolence visits from his friends in campus when they all heard the news. While John was still in school studying hard to make good grades, the death of his father kept bothering him but he was determined to get away from every dark light the evil men had placed.

Susan on the other hand was battling back home with the elders and her husband relatives who promised to deal with her if she does not vacate the compound of their brother Chief Uche, before now Susan knew they always carried out their threats and evil promises attached with evil deeds. She had bad dreams severally with different men chasing her with machete. She was physically visited by stroke and partial madness, but with the help of her pastor and church members she recovered.

After several trials and attack from the evil men, countless advises and warning from her pastor, she went to Lagos to live with her son. John concurred with his mother when she explained all she went through and why she needed to leave the compound for the evil men.

A year later John graduated from University of Lagos where he studied Electrical Engineering. All was going well with mother and son but John was rejected many times in different Job interviews. He imagined if the evil men called his uncles really placed a curse on his family, he vowed never to do any work below his degree. He expressed much zeal on how he wished to experiment what he has studied as an Electrical Engineer in a good Firm.

Two years later, John was still sleeping when his mother left for her business in the market. She happens to be the only family he has. She was walking and thinking about the joblessness of her son when a car knocked her down.

The reckless driver quickly zoomed off leaving John's mother in the pull of blood. Clifford a neighbour to John was at the scene of the event. He quickly ran home to inform John of the accident.

"You are here sleeping, John. Your mother has been knocked down by a car" he barked as he slapped John on his left leg. "Just come closer and tell me you are joking" John quickly replied as he jumped to his feet.

John stood up, wore his shirt because he was only in his short and accompanied Clifford to the hospital his mother was taken. On getting there the doctor told him his mother want to speak to him because they cannot do anything due to the excessive loss of blood and fracture.

He quickly rushed to his mother. "John my son, I know I've not been able to give you the beauties of life, but here I will give you my last words of wisdom" She said amidst tears while holding John's left palm. "Mother what are you talking about?" John stammered. "Son always be independent, you've got God by your side, so always be the man your father want you to be, also be prayerful and avoid women like I always told you. What I meant is for you to avoid wayward life and strive to be great" She said as her eyelids began to close.

John could not bear the shock that his mother left him to the other world. He leaned on the wall, tore his shirt, screamed but tears failed to proceed from his soft eyes. He vowed never to misuse the words of his mum while leaning on the wall in pains.

"The evil men took away my father, now they've taken my mother in an accident so I won't know it was their deed" he whispered to himself. John's family has been in the agenda of the evil men, they were bent on eliminating Chief Uche's family but John being the only progeny of Chief Uche has God on his side. They were fading the light on John same way they did to his mother and father, he received several evil attacks. His family has been in darkness of light and John is the only survivor to break that yoke and make the light to be bright instead of fading. John went to seek for solutions from his pastor, after attending many pastor's counseling, he became a full member of the church his late mother attended.

He later became an evangelist and a preacher as well. God had before now given a pry on the trials in his life and how he lost his parent. But God knows the perfect time to do His exploits. God used John to do good deeds; he healed the sick in his church and did other miraculous works. "When did John become an Evangelist that he now heals the sick?" a sister asked. "So many questions are in my head to ask Evangelist John when time he visits my home" the other responded.

Evangelist John was sleeping in his room one night when he had a dream of two men chasing him. This time the men were not putting on mask as they normal do in his previous dreams. “This is not just an ordinary dream” he said to himself when he woke up. It was indeed a revelation from God, what my evil Uncles are planning next. It was indeed a vision on the extent they have gotten to. John in the vision as he claimed it was. He was being chased by two men accompanied with two pythons. He was running when he stumbled on a stone that pushed him to the floor, as the men came closer a Bible fell from the sky to the floor beside him, he quickly picked it and started quoting scriptures of warfare that overpowered and outsmarted the evil men, suddenly fire from nowhere started burning them the moment John shouted holy ghost fire continuously and zealously. The Holy Ghost fire burnt them till they vanished with their python that accompanied them, that was when John instantly woke up saying thanking you Jesus, thank you Jesus continuously before he went down on his knees and prayed about the dream and thanking God for it was indeed a clear vision revealed to him.

That same day by dawn John called the pastor and explained the vision to him. "Evangelist John, this is not what we should discuss over the phone. Come to my office in the evening let's pray over it and see the next step the holy spirit will lead us to take" the pastor replied. In the evening of that day, John being fully prepared after spending the whole day praying and reading the bible, went to the pastor's office and they both discussed about the issue and they both prayed over it and embarked on seven days fasting and prayers.

The fasting ended with a vigil in Evangelist John's house. A brief discussion held that same night. "Evangelist John, the holy spirit spoke to me that it is time we go to your community and break the yoke of those evil men and set all the people they've placed in the darkness of light making their light to fade" the pastor said. "Okay pastor, since it is a nice decision, let us journey to break the yoke because God is with us" Evangelist John replied.

In the morning of that day, they journeyed to Umudike community, where they met most of the evil men parading the community, they have encountered a lot of challenges on their way before entering the community, the car broke down. Smoke proceeded from unknown place to disrupt them but with prayer they became victorious. They summoned few of the believers in the community who were zealous to see the charms of the evil men destroyed. The battle line was drawn. The evil men were prepared they attacked Evangelist John, the pastor and the believers from the community with their charms. They were nine in number but the believers, the pastor and Evangelist John were praying fervently as the holy spirit manifested His work by sending fire to destroy the men. The men screamed and shouted for help as the fire burnt their bodies. The fire was not physically seen burning but was it burning them spiritually after which their leader confessed all the atrocities they did. All their secret meeting venues were visited by Evangelist John, the pastor and the believers. They destroyed all their charms and calabashes. They prayed upon many houses in the community bringing then out from the darkness into light. The members of the community were happy and they surrendered their life to God.

Evangelist John established a believers’ center and a place of worship for the community and many of them were happy, the yoke has been broken. The light in their lives will no longer fade. Their stars must shine and they were all zealous in becoming great in the things of God. Evangelist John thanked the pastor who risked his life for his community and vowed to always worship God and do His work.

©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher
Sunsampaul4globe@gmail.com
+2348180861170
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04:49pm

OUR DAYS ARE CHASING DAYS(a poem by Sunsampaul Egwu)

Let this night not fight
The light of tomorrow like a knight,
Even if the sons of darkness becomes darker,
It can never tell the sons of light to stand
attention
Even in a police station.

Come ye all sages of the night,
Let's join our quills and push out ink
To scribble on these
dabbled marbles of change
So our unborn children
Won't suffer what we're suffering.

Let us lead the cat out of the bag,
And our skins vomit spittles of vengeance
So those on the mountains
Will know we are alive
When ever our sweats  penetrate.

Even if our days are chasing days,
Our lands are getting timid,
Our eyes are saluting darkness,
Our veins are begetting blood,
Let's show them we are not wussies to be fussed

©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher
Sunsampaul4globe@gmail.com
+234818086110



ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher is a poet, a
published writer, an instrumentalist, a vocalist, a
graphic designer, a computer scientist and a
blogger. He's also the President and Chief
Sacristan of Armed forces Altar Servers
Association.

He was interviewed on metro FM
97.7 Lagos 15th November 2015 where he
performed one of his poems titled PASSION
WITH NO ACTION and he was also interviewed
on rhythm FM 93.3 Lagos 28th February 2016
three days after his birthday 25th February
where he also performed his poem titled Full Of
Strength- FOS. Both interviews and voicing were
under vividverses.
He's the C.E O of Citadel of Life, a pioneer of
Ghetto city of poetry, an active member and
contributor of Peregrine Reads, Poets in Nigeria
PIN, Figure of speech FOS, the poetry court,
writers connect, talented poets, transformed
family, 663 academy, words, rhymes and rhythm,
literaNation, writers lodge, doveline poetry, ODP-
African poets and vivid verses.

You can reach him through Tel: +2348180861170
and +2349098285261
Facebook: Sunsampaul Egwu
Twitter: @sunsaint96
Email: sunsampaul4globe@gmail.com
sunday.egwu96@yahoo.com
Insight: www.lifeexperience.com
Pinterest: Sunday Egwu
He has written many books to the nation
Such as W.O.S(words of
salvation),W.O.T(words of transformation),W.O.W
(words of wisdom),W.O.E(words of
encouragement) that are undergoing editing.

He's the writer and author of the African folktale
IKENNA AND THE ZEBRA (2014) with
grammatical construction that aid the English of
children and youths with graphical and artistic
illustrations and glossary.

Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher has released his
audio poem album titled I WEEP(2016) under the
influence of Prince Ifeanyi Dike in Greenage
Studio Allen Avenue, Ikeja

FROM SCAR TO CAR(a flash fiction by Sunsampaul Egwu)

It was a raining day, as the roof were seen combating with the hut, I was alone in my father's hut that fateful evening when the wind came like a deadly beast. Children were running and Parents screaming. I've no were to run to as our hut was still dripping of water due to the bad roof.

   It wasn't long before the heavy downpour subsided, after which I've developed a big scar on my face. It happens like a dream though it was real. I've desired to be a doctor, to treat those lads and lasses in my village, to care for the wussies and aged ones, which has been my secret, but here I'm with a terrible scar planted on my face.

     Few hours later father ran in with Victor my elder bro, they've both been soaked and were shivering due to the rain that rained on them. I felt guilty for my scar, I'd have ran out from the hut knowing fully that it only has half life. I was naive and scared of father searching for me in the middle of the drizzling downpour. That day I grieved in excruciating pains not just because of my scar but because father was restless, he couldn't even tell me tales by moonlight which was his norms.

    Not long after the incident of fear, injury and sorrow, I led that into a conversation that has to do with my future, my carrier, my destiny, to become a Doctor; yes to become a Doctor. Not a Native Doctor but a Medical Doctor. Dad gave me his consent after assuring me of his financial status. So I left for Lagos in search of my Uncle whom I believed will sponsor my career.

As God may have it he concurred and sponsored it and I became the best Medical Doctor with a car which I drove home for Dad's blessing.

©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher
Sunsampaul4globe@gmail.com
+2348180861170
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01:23pm

AGONY OF A LAD(a flash fiction by Sunsampaul Egwu)

Dayo a naive and timid young man was on his bed sleeping one hot afternoon. He has been  jobless every since he graduated from school. He has rejected so many little jobs that were below his standard.

   He was still sleeping when his mother left for her business in the market. She happens to be the only family he has. His mother picked up her bag, put on her wristwatch and zoom she galloped into the street. She was walking and thinking about the joblessness of her son when a car ran over her.

   The reckless driver quickly zoomed the car In full speed leaving Dayo's mother in the pull of blood. Akeem a neighbour to Dayo was at the scene of the event. He quickly ran home to informed Dayo the sleeping jobless lad.
   
    "Madman, you're here sleeping this hot after, while your mum is bleeding profuse" he barked as he slapped Dayo on his left leg. "Come closer and tell me you're joking" Dayo quickly replied amidst fear.

Days stood up, wore his shirt because he was only in his short and accompanied Akeem to the hospital his mother was taken. On getting there the doctor told him his mother want to speak to him because they can't do anything due to the excessive loss of blood and fracture.

 She quickly rushed to his mother. "Dayo my son, I know I've not been able to give you the beauties of life, but her I will give you my last words of wisdom" She said amidst tears while holding Dayo's left palm. "Mother what are you talking about" Dayo stammered. "Son always he independent, you've got God by your side, so always be the man your father want you to be, also be prayerful and avoid women like I always told you. I mean avoid wayward life and strive to be great" She said as her eyes travelled to forlorn journey.

 Dayo couldn't bear the encounter that his mother left him to the other world. He leaned on the wall,for his shirt, screamed but tear failed to proceed from his soft eyes. He vowed never to misused the words of his mum while leaning on the wall in pains.
 
©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher
Sunsampaul4globe@gmail.com
+2348180861170
23:09:2016
04:49pm

I NEVER KNEW(a poem by Sunsampaul Egwu)

At the beginning
Railways met crossroads in tiny lines,
Lines broken so easy;
Then everything becomes messy.
The truth messed my head about the lies,
The lies crumpled the defense of my past.
In one day, reality set in like a beast,
In with all other package tossed in the bin.
I never knew
That memories kill,
It could kill even me for being so blind,
But a child, her free spirit I longed to bind.
Days become weeks
And month brought the dread and dead,
But first! I was weak
So I decided take the journey to the next world.
It would be painless, blameless, fearless. Sue
said;
Finally I could run fearless in my darkness.
Brave at last, I decided to take Sue's side,
But then I died, and it was called SUICIDE.
I just never knew
That I was passing through excruciating pains
Before taking my life.
I longed to enjoy life,
But life enjoyed me instead.
Sunday Samuel Paul Egwu popularly called
Philosopher is poet, blogger,
writer,and 300 level
computer science student of National Open
University of Nigeria. He's
the pioneer of Ghetto city of poetry and CEO of
citadel of life. He
was the winner of poetry court join me write
poetry competition and
talented poet annual duel. His poems are
published on
several
hard copies
anthologies and blogs. His email is
Sunsampaul4globe@gmail.com

WORDS CAN GIVE YOU WINGS (an article by Sunsampaul Egwu)

Words are word, but not mere words. Words are

keys to a close door. Words are reasons to
reason. Words are soft touch, Words are long
way to talk about, Words are razor very sharp.

Words are life and spirit, words hurt, hurt heals,
words fly, words can be truthful or lies, words
can be bent or broken, words can be dozen or
burden, if don't express it, you might regret it.
Words can give u wings or pull you down.
Are you a word weaver or word Bender?
Are you a wordaholic or Wordshiver?

Let's talk words under two major categories
1: Spoken word
2: Written word

*As you know before a word is spoken it first
come from the heart*
But many people speak words from their mind
not their heart
Too bad
Are u among them. Pls get out from that cocoon
*Cos if you speak from your mind it will get to
people's mind but if you speak from your heart it
will get to people's heart. And you know what
ever get to people's mind can go easily. But
what's in their heart barely fade*

You will notice all i typed now are from my hear
not my mind. When you speak word(spoken)
from your heart. The message becomes clearer
and effective.

*Now let's focus on 7 keys to effective spoken
word, as a spoken word artiste, pastor, public
speaker, teacher , motivational speaker, Mc.
Even talkative*

1: ENUNCIATION:
It is the act of enunciating,
announcing, proclaiming, or making known; open
attestation; declaration; as, the enunciation of
an important truth. It is also the mode of
utterance or pronunciation, especially as regards
fullness and distinctness or articulation; as, to
speak with a clear or impressive enunciation.

*if you lack the power of enunciated words. You
lack the power of a public speaker, spoken word
artiste or teacher or Mc*

Enunciation is a life tool. You must not joke with
even in contest, slam or motivating people. If I
lie ask your pastor.

2: MODE:
This is one of the various related sets
of rules for processing your words effectively.

*you don't just rush your words cos your a
master or familiar with d audience. You must
follow certain process. And work on your self
even when you speak from your heart you won't
miss out*

3: FLOW WITH AUDIENCE:
 This entails if you are
making your words lively to the audience. Are
they seeing it dull or interesting like Korean
movie titled boys before flower

As you speak you must always ginger your
audience with punchlines. With puns. With
inspirational words even as Mc with comedy.
Then ad comedian you should even do more

4: EYE CONTACT:
 this is self explanatory . it
means you should place your eyes on the
audience as you speak

You are speaking to people not your self. You
are speaking to punch their minds, you're
speaking to motivate them, you're speak to heal
them cos words heal. You're speaking to tell
them the truth cos word are truthful most times.

You should cast your eyes always on them not
on person ad preach, teach and speak. Cos they
are your tagger, your listeners, your viewers

5: VOCABULARY:
This is a range of artistic or
stylistic forms or techniques of words

Are your vocabs matured? Are they constructive?
Are they convincing, these are questions you
should ask yourself before speaking those words
to the crowd, audience or viewers, make them
balanced not fallen. Make them standing not
seated, make them awake not sleeping

6: ELOQUENT CONCEPT :
This entails the quality
of artistry and persuasiveness in speech(spoken
word) or writing(written word)

As you speak, you should be eloquent enough,
you should be fluently, your words should be well
articulated, as you carry on always minds you
that words are alive and active, always learn to
impart. Let your words touch them. It might heal
a soul, cos words heal. With that you'll see how
your word will give you wings

7: MESSAGE :
This is an underlying theme or
conclusion to be drawn from something. What
can the audience derive from your spoken word
as a spoken word artiste, speaker, Mc, pastor
etc. In as much you speak words.

Did you convince them with something tangible
to take home? Yes you should do cos that's the
Essence of a speaker. Your message should be
sizzling, your message should be flying cos your
words have given you wings

So I believe I've inspired , educated and
motivated you with these few keys on the first
category of words can give you wings which is
on spoken word. See you next time on the part 2
of words can give you wings, which will be on
written words

©Sunsampaul Egwu Philosopher
Sunsampaul4globe@gmail.com
+2348180861170
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