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Wednesday, March 9, 2016

A MAN OF HIS PEOPLE(Dedicated to Prince Ifeanyi Dike) a poem by Sunsampaul Egwu

Like a blowing wind
Bringing fresh air 
Making the mind halcyon
leaving us in good health
This man has portrayed his benevolence
He's a man of his people

He's a true man of his people
His apparel shine bright
It made me saw him even in darkness
His action can't be mention
His words are straight forward
His promises he always fulfilled
He's a man of his word

He's a true man of his words
He's a lover of art
He's a supporter of intellectuals
He's a maestro 
His heart beat the drum of philanthropy
His stunning teeth always shine
He's a man of joy
He's a man of laughter

He's truly a man of laughter
A man, many men should emulate
He's humble and gentle
He barely disregard others
He loves youth and old
He's a lover of human

He's a true lover of human
The shoulder many wish to lean 
The mouth many which to use 
The eye many which to have
The character many struggled for
He's an epitome of goodness

He's truly an epitome of goodness
His goodness he extended to many
Lucky for me, his goodness touched me
More closely, his kindness embraced me
I felt warmth, like a chick under the feather of a hen
He guide me through
He kept to his promise
He's the way to a blissful promise land.

He's truly a way to a blissful promise land
Like a rain drop he showed me love
What many couldn't do, he did for me
His apparel is indeed an immaculate white
No wonder he's called "THE PRINCE"
I'm very grateful 
I'm elated
I'm overwhelmed
You indeed showed me you're a man of his people

#Sunsampaul d Philosopher

NNEM (Dedicated to My Mother, Mrs. Leticia Egwu) a poem by Sunsampaul Egwu

Before now, you washed me clean
Even when I gave you sleepless night
You never deserted me
You cuddled me 
You played with me
Those play I always love
You nursed me

Before now, you always plant a kiss on my forehead
You find pleasure in locking your lip in mine
You caressed me in romantic style
Your succulent breast I sucked with great pleasure

Before now, with every measure 
I bounced n your belly at night
When the milk get little 
I bite those succulent breast
My soft tender hands 
Squeezed those juicy milk 
Out of your succulent breast
Still they never fall flat like slippers
They were always bubbling like bobby

Before now, you always chase me to read my books
You told me readers are leaders
You helped me solve my home works
I remember in primary five you taught me Pythagoras theorem
You're indeed a good teacher to me

Before now, night use to be moonlight tales for me and my siblings
I remember that wonderful folktale
You and Nnam told me in the dark
Same folktale inspired me to write and publish my own folktale ' Ikenna and the Zebra'

Before now, you always force me to morning masses
You never fail to report my misconducts to Rev.Fr.Richmond
You scolded each time I erred
Those lashes created zebra crossing on my back
Same lashes drew me back to normality

Before now, you celebrated your 54th birthday
Silver nor gold I couldn't give to you
But I remember I did planted a hot kiss on your forehead
I cracked jokes with you
And reminded you of those lovely folktales 
You always present to me.

Before now, you sucked the liquid bombs out from my nostrils
You refuse to sleep when I'm awake
You put on me a crucifix
You taught me how to say the CATENA 
You always remind me to recite the ROSARY
You always draw those soft ears of mine
That I shouldn't forget to say thank you to God and humans.

Now I promise never to let you down
You must reap from your labour
You must see my children 
You must never look sad
Your days although must be halcyon
God's provision and protection will be upon you
All the days of your life
And you shall dwell in the house of the lord
Forever and ever

#Sunsampaul d Philosopher
#Happy mother's day