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"How dare you vilify love?" I presume you'd ask from much disdain for my claims or out of skepticism. The answer lies with one whose heart has been endeared to, I'd say, the punches and punctures of the malignant maligning cold fists of this not-so-easy-to relegate concept. From what temerity do I claim the aforementioned? Some would say, "is he the only one to have felt the flip side?" When in fact they say such in grandeur only to cover up the smoldering bite marks on their hearts from love's canine. Man brags, man is powerful, man lays claim to things his mind can grasp and beyond yet there's no man who can stand when love is imminent like a dawning doom_ it cripples the fastest sprinter like scissors do fabrics and mold us like tailors do clothes. Man does not choose how this goes or the frequency with which it happens. He is swept off his feet like a groom does his bride on one of their happiest days. Though these days don't come often,

Love makes of man a worm that lurks in the shadows. Soon to be trampled, crushed or smitten. It is unsafe and walled by insecurity_ uncertain and grilled by fear. It is prey and left to the mercy or otherwise of a predator called time. Dim and deemed weak. It cannot fight nor even defend its existence. Those in whose hearts love thrive, live like hosts to recalcitrant viruses. Becoming retarded versions of a once unequivocal species who hitherto bathed in freedom_ now chained down by illusions of a blind mind which sees but nothing. Frail, feeble, fragile it is, yet it crawls and sometimes finds itself in rocky hearts almost with the speed of telepathy. Bringing kings, heroes and sometimes villains face down on muddy soils like steel chains holding still a log of wood to a moving truck. So it leads us like blindfolded grown ups being led by the fog while trusting and thrusting the self unto and into depths of a fatally irrevocable self inflicted accident. If anything, it does n

Let's grope in bitter righteousness Or follow sweet lies Shall we be pleased with tomorrow's lifelessness Whilst in today we die Like praying mantis we pray Raising hands without a sweat Haleyluyah_ amen we say Whilst with the serpent we do the duet Our tongues sow seeds of deceit Confused by self delusion Then our hearts become diseased All thanks to ill self infliction Men are no longer what they say Not afraid of the Spirit nor their spirituality Trust man and be swayed astray He'll tell you do this but does the opposite __Prince Jeremiah Kadiri

We could and can still do it together For we are bigger than our problems Soar heights than birds without quill feathers And if we die we become legends Though for now times go harder Poor couples can't afford a break-up Times like these are tonics to become wiser And like a toad's leap we must take off Yes! Times Have gone bad from good to worse Few on top have through our consent lay claims to our wealth And what have we done? Done? Rather we've undone ourselves Mum we've stayed for long Decay have the results been Though I alone can sing the song Together we create the music The lyrics we must dictate Towards our collective well being But if we choose to wear silence fabrics all day History will see us as cowardice's debris ___Prince Jeremiah Kadiri

O yes! Who dares to dispute? Is it not true that with penury insecurity thrives? The poor may smile and say "fine" but untrue Yet he suffers in life's journey and die Oh! How he treasures rags, slums and shanties Exposed to the vexing pangs of hunger With hapless thoughts though he prays like mantis The frustration of having nothing breeds his anger Most times he breaks brotherhood And dent his soul with vices of decay Truth becomes alien_ no longer understood For his eyes are set on greener pasture far away It's a fight though unplanned for Most are born into this battlefield With little_ sometimes nothing to depend on Save the grip of poverty's cold feet He becomes susceptible to antics that fuel lungs Play pranks or draw blood to keep his heart beating Because survival cum comfort his heart seeks to belong He strives to eat or die seeking

Oh Death, take me into your embrace Caress my soul in your enclave And take life's light off my sight Deep into the dark where it all began Eyes closed, prayers said I laid still awaiting the imminent end But "kukuruku" pierced like a new sword to awaken my earlobes Lo! am gripped by the dawning cold Hiss precedes sighs for its dawn when babies cry Cowardice beclouds you oh Death! For ye has no power of thine Yet takes no orders from man It's another race today And from all walks of life, races and gender We race from dust to dust Meeting nothing but nothingness as our home Whilst we are dead awaiting Death conforms not to none but Predestination As a slave to his Master Toil but rest for nothing really lives like foot marks on river banks __Prince Jeremiah Kadiri

These thieves that steal away my smile So generous they gift me with haplesness They come not when they like They come through my thumb's mindlessness Not even the subtle touch of a lass Can relieve me from this sad euphoria Nor will the sweetness of wine refuse to drown Me_ oh when now my body is weak and heart is sombre Nothing seem fine but I nod in affirmative Faking smiles to show a dimple Being stingy with sad information For saying 'it's well' is rather simple In dire my heart desires that which is in the future's womb In patience I keep wishing that my dreams put to birth How soon? I can't tell but hopes it's soon Soon enough to grace my hands while I still draw breath Numerous wants, no resource to put plans to action My home is killing_killing me like I've been placed on death roll No plans for me like am a stranger_ how can I live my passion Am so like nothing without a home and without a role T