Zephnath Jude Erobe at poetry den.

Zephnath Jude Erobe at poetry den. Here comes the poetry den. That will enable you to understand what poetry is all about and the imagery it creates to human edavour.

29/12/2023

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29/12/2023

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MY LOVE💓!...Today, I promise you love,Your heart I'll never hurt,And your tears will never shade.I promise to be your pe...
12/08/2023

MY LOVE💓!...

Today, I promise you love,
Your heart I'll never hurt,
And your tears will never shade.

I promise to be your peace,
Forever your smile keeper,
And a happiness giver.

I will never be ashamed of you,
I'll always show you to the world,
Till they call us love birds.

Hold me to the end,
Hold me till death,
You the love I picked.

Forever let's stick like glue,
Sky is the limit, let's go blue,
With a perfect love to the moon.

🥰♥️♥️🥰

Everyone

THERE WAS A COUNTRY NIGERIA!There was a country!Long ago it exist in time pastAlong the boulevard of apathyShivering wit...
20/09/2022

THERE WAS A COUNTRY NIGERIA!

There was a country!
Long ago it exist in time past
Along the boulevard of apathy
Shivering with emaciated bone
Like peasant
Gluing on foreign master
For asylum to rise again.

There was a country!
In time past which I knoweth not
In history past unto mine generation
Fields with fresh vegetation
Rivers flows without obstruction
With great artifacts
Stolen by the whites
In notion of technology.

There was a country!
Blessed by heavens
But a captive to treachery
With unsatisfied wanton for power.

©: ZEPHNATH JUDE POET EROBE N
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DON'T CRY!... And so if in between the nightAs I lay in hospital bed staring at the darknessAnd my body gives upAnd my s...
20/08/2022

DON'T CRY!...

And so if in between the night
As I lay in hospital bed staring at the darkness
And my body gives up
And my spirit vacates it
Tell them not to cry
Even you don't cry

Tell them to smile and laugh
Just like it has always been
Tell them not to read my eulogy
Because am sure all they will read
Is pure concentrated lies
Except for the day I was born and the day I died

Tell them to smile
Tell them to buy alcohol for those of age
And for the young aerated waters
Women to move their waist
And men to look at their suitors
Just like it has always been

If it happens I die tomorrow
And the news of my demise reaches your ear
My dear don't shed a tear unless it's that of joy
Let it be like always
I lived a lonely life
And even in my death I will need a lonely funeral
Sadness for me ,tears for my ghost
But on your faces bright smiles
No cry for a lost soul

For I have searched for beckoned
But couldn't find
My trust only on God
So should in case it happens
By mistake my dear
Don't cry for me!

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NIGERIANS!..         Let Peace Prevail Our leaders fromthe church, the mosque And the government,Please play your role.B...
12/08/2022

NIGERIANS!..
Let Peace Prevail

Our leaders from
the church, the mosque
And the government,
Please play your role.

Blood will we not see
Deaths will we not hear
Police brutality will we not feel
Be thine brother's keeper.

Let our country stand,
Let love be our flag,
Let our gospel be,
Peace today peace tomorrow,
And love forever.

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A MESSAGE TO NIGERIA MY COUNTRYWe asked for a peaceful country but what we got was a system of corruption, nepotism, and...
24/07/2022

A MESSAGE TO NIGERIA MY COUNTRY

We asked for a peaceful country but what we got was a system of corruption, nepotism, and tribalism. Our leaders have used these as tools divide us amongst ourselves.

We lost our union of love when this system was introduced. Families separated, elders humiliated, Youths abandoned and the Giant of Africa became the Ant of Africa.

Our land has become a war zone. And has remained a war zone. Other brothers now regard themselves higher than others forgetting we are all children of mother Africa. And if we refuse to unite and spread love as one family under one country, the war will rage on.

Our minds and hearts are caged in darkness. Our tongues dumbstrucked in the murky prison of empty words. We have talked the talk but stopped short of walking the talk.

Like kinsmen, we came together to discuss our problems but like cowards we dispersed to the illusory safety of our houses when action called forth.
Oh! Nigeria my Country!

Hear me! O' Great Giant of Africa and her inhabitants! Let us build again. Let us build this country with the connection of Love, let us use the power of Appreciation and the strength of our effort to move in the right direction to attain peace, progress and development for all of us.

Zephnath can't do it alone so your contributions are highly Needed. It's my Country, it is your country and together, we call it Nigeria.

We need restructuring,
We need unity, love, peace, harmony and tranquility,
We need a better country,
We need a youth to be president,
We need to support eachother...
So long as men die,
Liberty will never flourish,
That power taken from the people,
Will return without hurt.

©: ZEPHNATH JUDE POET EROBE N.
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RESTORATION EYE....The way to life are narrow and slippery,But only the brave strife and succeed.That peace might exist,...
18/07/2022

RESTORATION EYE....

The way to life are narrow and slippery,
But only the brave strife and succeed.

That peace might exist,
I have many things to resist.

I am that eyes full of peace and angels,
My eyes are sending the angels on a rescue mission to save those boiling in jails.

I'm here in peace today to give the horrible testimony,
Because in my eyes have a wonderful good mission for my people in a family acrimony.

The world have made me pass through fire,
Because they thought the strength is beyond me without faith.

All my eyes clamoured for is vengeance of peace,
And not to revenge in pieces.

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HAPPY NEW MONTH MY DEAR FAMS!VOTE FOR HON. EUCHERIA MEJULUOUR OWN DIVINE MANDATE!! Stop settling for what you have and g...
01/07/2022

HAPPY NEW MONTH MY DEAR FAMS!

VOTE FOR HON. EUCHERIA MEJULU
OUR OWN DIVINE MANDATE!!
Stop settling for what you have and go for that which you deserve. It is not easy, but keep moving forward and giving it your best. Listen to what people say about you but never let it define how you view yourself. One day you'll look back and be proud of how hard you tried.

✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🎉 CHERRY🍒 LOVE! (Chidimma S. Ezeobi)Congratulations 👏🎉!!Her companionship as a nurse is so indescribableA...
25/06/2022

HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🎉 CHERRY🍒 LOVE!
(Chidimma S. Ezeobi)

Congratulations 👏🎉!!

Her companionship as a nurse is so indescribable
A feeling that is even unexplainable
With smile on her surreal face
Captures my heart in a cage
Because it's my choice

Our souls intertwined and got connected
We became friends, shielded and protected
We are now one and unanimous
Feeling free and anonymous
Because it's my choice

YOU'RE AMAZING CHERRY!

I admire you as you celebrate
I admire your vigilance
I admire your endurance
I admire your courage
I admire your heart and soul.

You look so beautiful when you close your eyes
You look so gorgeous when you close your lips
You look so cute when your face glow
You look like an angel
You're glittering, shining and sparkling
You shine brighter than the sun.

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DON'T FALL IN LOVE WITH ZEPHNATH              (ME)!!!!!I can be so caringI can be so erotic and naughtyI can be so sugge...
18/06/2022

DON'T FALL IN LOVE WITH ZEPHNATH
(ME)!!!!!

I can be so caring
I can be so erotic and naughty
I can be so suggestive
I can make all your body hairs salute to me
I can make you drip like a spring.

I can give you a tight hug
That will melt away all your sorrows
I can give you the most romantic kiss
That can charm you and your family
But never even in a dream try to fall in love with me.

I can be your umbrella during the rain
I can be a cool shade to protect you from sun
I can be your warmest cloth during winter
I can be your blanket during the night
But I can't risk to plant you in my heart.

My heart is rocky
No love can grow on it
Not even drop of love can it hold
It can crush all your emotions
No feeling does it have.

My heart is swampy
Suffocating any life in it
Drowning all beautiful flowers
So I can't love if you attempt to love me
Please don't waste your time loving me.

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18/06/2022

HAPPY MAPRICK TO ME, AM ONE OF DAY HAPPY ONES TO BE DOING MAPRICK TWODAY ON OKO. THANK GOD FOR EVERYTHING HE DO ME.🙆🚶🤣

NIGERIA INDEPENDENCE@61 YEARS!TEARS IN SIX FEET!!I'm Scared!Nigerians are natural flowers,With beautiful petals,Strong s...
01/10/2021

NIGERIA INDEPENDENCE@61 YEARS!
TEARS IN SIX FEET!!

I'm Scared!

Nigerians are natural flowers,
With beautiful petals,
Strong scents and aroma,
That induces the mind to fight trauma,
But I'm afraid and scared of what I see today,
In our six geo- political zone!

We are all equal before God,
I guessed!
We are all his creation,
Wonderfully made,
Out of dust,
With a soul,
But our leaders celebrate
As we suffered @61 feet years of dependency,
Without an iota of empathy to us.

We are some price-tagged?
Gifted free and some sold cheaply,
Our dignity not respected but suspected,
Cutting off our bound buds and nectary.....
O' Nigeria!
Which way?

We need a greenprint,
We don't need fabricated tales,
These tunes must change,
We need new drum beats,
Our hearts and souls need a peaceful rest.

Elites!
How many years can a man fight,
Before he will be called a warrior?
Masses and multitudes are behind you,
Blindfolded and brainwashed,
You are their eyes and mind,
Never lead them astray to peril,
We can differ in ideas but unite for peace.

Enough of bullets and bloodshed,
We aren't bullet proofs and shields,
How many liberation should we fight for?
External and internal colonization?
Clean this red ink; let snow cover our hearts.

Our children need a peaceful home,
Where birds voices and songs fill the air,
Not blasts of bombs and guns,
Where they'll walk with no fear of attack,
Be our leader and not mis-leaders.

Let there be a light change and freedom!!!!

© ZEPHNATH JUDE POET EROBE N.
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15/06/2021

*10 tips for writing a good poem.*

Tip #1 Know Your Goal.
If you don’t know where you’re going, how can you get there?

You need to know what you are trying to accomplish before you begin any project. Writing a poem is no exception.


Before you begin, ask yourself what you want your poem to “do.” Do you want your poem to explore a personal experience, protest a social injustice, describe the beauty of nature, or play with language in a certain way? Once your know the goal of your poem, you can conform your writing to that goal. Take each main element in your poem and make it serve the main purpose of the poem.

Tip #2 Avoid Clichés
Stephen Minot defines a cliché as: “A metaphor or simile that has become so familiar from overuse that the vehicle … no longer contributes any meaning whatever to the tenor. It provides neither the vividness of a fresh metaphor nor the strength of a single unmodified word….The word is also used to describe overused but nonmetaphorical expressions such as ‘tried and true’ and ‘each and every'” (Three Genres: The Writing of Poetry, Fiction and Drama, 405).

Cliché also describes other overused literary elements. “Familiar plot patterns and stock characters are clichés on a big scale” (Minot 148). Clichés can be overused themes, character types, or plots. For example, the “Lone Ranger” cowboy is a cliché because it has been used so many times that people no longer find it original.


A work full of clichés is like a plate of old food: unappetizing.

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Clichés work against original communication. People value creative talent. They want to see work that rises above the norm. When they see a work without clichés, they know the writer has worked his or her tail off, doing whatever it takes to be original. When they see a work full to the brim with clichés, they feel that the writer is not showing them anything above the ordinary. (In case you hadn’t noticed, this paragraph is chock full of clichés… I’ll bet you were bored to tears.)

Clichés dull meaning. Because clichéd writing sounds so familiar, people can finish whole lines without even reading them. If they don’t bother to read your poem, they certainly won’t stop to think about it. If they do not stop to think about your poem, they will never encounter the deeper meanings that mark the work of an accomplished poet.

Examples of Clichés:
busy as a bee
tired as a dog
working my fingers to bone
beet red
on the horns of a dilemma
blind as a bat
eats like a horse
eats like a bird
How to Improve a Cliché
I will take the cliché “as busy as a bee” and show how you can express the same idea without cliché.

Determine what the clichéd phrase is trying to say.
In this case, I can see that “busy as a bee” is a way to describe the state of being busy.
Think of an original way to describe what the cliché is trying to describe.
For this cliché, I started by thinking about busyness. I asked myself the question, “What things are associated with being busy?” I came up with: college, my friend Jessica, corporation bosses, old ladies making quilts and canning goods, and a computer, fiddlers fiddling. From this list, I selected a thing that is not as often used in association with busyness: violins.
Create a phrase using the non-clichéd way of description.
I took my object associated with busyness and turned it into a phrase: “I feel like a bow fiddling an Irish reel.” This phrase communicates the idea of “busyness” much better than the worn-out, familiar cliché. The reader’s mind can picture the insane fury of the bow on the violin, and know that the poet is talking about a very frenzied sort of busyness. In fact, those readers who know what an Irish reel sounds like may even get a laugh out of this fresh way to describe “busyness.”
Try it! Take a cliché and use these steps to improve it. You may even end up with a line you feel is good enough to put in a poem!

Tip #3 Avoid Sentimentality.
Sentimentality is “dominated by a blunt appeal to the emotions of pity and love …. Popular subjects are puppies, grandparents, and young lovers” (Minot 416). “When readers have the feeling that emotions like rage or indignation have been pushed artificially for their own sake, they will not take the poem seriously” (132).

Minot says that the problem with sentimentality is that it detracts from the literary quality of your work (416). If your poetry is mushy or teary-eyed, your readers may openly rebel against your effort to invoke emotional response in them. If that happens, they will stop thinking about the issues you want to raise, and will instead spend their energy trying to control their own gag reflex.

Tip #4 Use Images.
“BE A PAINTER IN WORDS,” says UWEC English professor emerita, poet, and songwriter Peg Lauber. She says poetry should stimulate six senses:

sight
hearing
smell
touch
taste
kinesiology (motion)
Examples.

“Sunlight varnishes magnolia branches crimson” (sight)
“Vacuum cleaner’s whir and hum startles my ferret” (hearing)
“Penguins lumber to their nests” (kinesiology)
Lauber advises her students to produce fresh, striking images (“imaginative”). Be a camera. Make the reader be there with the poet/speaker/narrator. (See also: “Show, Don’t (Just) Tell“)

Tip #5 Use Metaphor and Simile.
Use metaphor and simile to bring imagery and concrete words into your writing.

Metaphor

A metaphor is a statement that pretends one thing is really something else:

Example: “The lead singer is an elusive salamander.”


This phrase does not mean that the lead singer is literally a salamander. Rather, it takes an abstract characteristic of a salamander (elusiveness) and projects it onto the person. By using metaphor to describe the lead singer, the poet creates a much more vivid picture of him/her than if the poet had simply said “The lead singer’s voice is hard to pick out.”

Simile

A simile is a statement where you say one object is similar to another object. Similes use the words “like” or “as.”

Example: “He was curious as a caterpillar” or “He was curious, like a caterpillar”

This phrase takes one quality of a caterpillar and projects it onto a person. It is an easy way to attach concrete images to feelings and character traits that might usually be described with abstract words.

Note: A simile is not automatically any more or less “poetic” than a metaphor. You don’t suddenly produce better poems if you replace all your similes with metaphors, or vice versa. The point to remember is that comparison, inference, and suggestion are all important tools of poetry; similes and metaphors are tools that will help in those areas.

Tip #6 Use Concrete Words Instead of Abstract Words.
Concrete words describe things that people experience with their senses.

orange
warm
cat
A person can see orange, feel warm, or hear a cat.

A poet’s concrete words help the reader get a “picture” of what the poem is talking about. When the reader has a “picture” of what the poem is talking about, he/she can better understand what the poet is talking about.

Abstract words refer to concepts or feelings.

liberty
happy
love
“Liberty” is a concept, “happy” is a feeling, and no one can agree on whether “love” is a feeling, a concept or an action.

A person can’t see, touch, or taste any of these things. As a result, when used in poetry, these words might simply fly over the reader’s head, without triggering any sensory response. Further, “liberty,” “happy,” and “love” can mean different things to different people. Therefore, if the poet uses such a word, the reader may take a different meaning from it than the poet intended.

Change Abstract Words Into Concrete Words
To avoid problems caused by using abstract words, use concrete words.

Example: “She felt happy.”

This line uses the abstract word “happy.” To improve this line, change the abstract word to a concrete image. One way to achieve this is to think of an object or a scene that evokes feelings of happiness to represent the happy feeling.

Improvement: “Her smile spread like red tint on ripening tomatoes.”


This line uses two concrete images: a smile and a ripening tomato. Describing the smile shows the reader something about happiness, rather than simply coming right out and naming the emotion. Also, the symbolism of the tomato further reinforces the happy feelings. Red is frequently associated with love; ripening is a positive natrual process; food is further associated with being satisfied.

Prof. Jerz belabors Kara’s point:
Extension: Now, let’s do something with this image.

She sulked in the garden, reticent...hard;
Unwilling to face his kisses -- or unable.
One autumn morn she felt her sour face
Ripen to a helpless smile, tomato-red.
Her parted lips whispered, "Hello, sunshine!"
OK, the image has gotten embarrassingly obvious now, but you can see how the introduction of the tomato permits us to make many additional connections. While Kara’s original example simply reported a static emotional state — “She felt happy,” the image of the ripening tomato, which Kara introduced as a simple simile to describe a smile, has grown into something much more complex. Regardless of what the word “tomato” invoked in your mind, an abstraction like “happy” can never stretch itself out to become a whole poem, without relying on concrete images. –DGJ

Tip #7 Communicate Theme.
Poetry always has a theme. Theme is not just a topic, but an idea with an opinion.

Theme = Idea + Opinion

Topic: “The Vietnam War”

This is not a theme. It is only a subject. It is just an event. There are no ideas, opinions, or statements about life or of wisdom contained in this sentence

Theme: “History shows that despite our claims to be peace-loving, unfortunately each person secretly dreams of gaining glory through conflict.”


This is a theme. It is not just an event, but a statement about an event. It shows what the poet thinks about the event. The poet strives to show the reader his/her theme during the entire poem, making use of literary techniques.

Tip #8 Subvert the Ordinary.
Poets’ strength is the ability to see what other people see everyday in a new way. You don’t have to be special or a literary genius to write good poems–all you have to do is take an ordinary object, place, person, or idea, and come up with a new perception of it.

Example: People ride the bus everyday.

Poets’ Interpretation: A poet looks at the people on the bus and imagines scenes from their lives. A poet sees a sixty-year old woman and imagines a grandmother who runs marathons. A poet sees a two-year old boy and imagines him painting with ruby nail polish on the toilet seat, and his mother struggling to not respond in anger.

Take the ordinary and turn it on its head. (The word “subvert” literally means “turn upside down”.)

Tip #9 Rhyme with Extreme Caution.
Rhyme and meter (the pattern of stressed and unstressed words) can be dangerous if used the wrong way. Remember sing-song nursery rhymes? If you choose a rhyme scheme that makes your poem sound sing-song, it will detract from the quality of your poem.

I recommend that beginning poets stick to free verse. It is hard enough to compose a poem without dealing with the intricacies of rhyme and meter. (Note: see Jerz’s response to this point, in “Poetry Is For the Ear.”)

If you feel ready to create a rhymed poem, refer to chapters 6-10 of Stephen Minot’s bookThree Genres: The Writing of Poetry, Fiction, and Drama. 6th ed., for more help.

Tip #10 Revise, Revise, Revise.
The first completed draft of your poem is only the beginning. Poets often go through several drafts of a poem before considering the work “done.”

To revise:

Put your poem away for a few days, and then come back to it. When you re-read it, does anything seem confusing? Hard to follow? Do you see anything that needs improvement that you overlooked the first time? Often, when you are in the act of writing, you may leave out important details because you are so familiar with the topic. Re-reading a poem helps you to see it from the “outsider’s perspective” of a reader.
Show your poem to others and ask for criticism. Don’t be content with a response like, “That’s a nice poem.” You won’t learn anything from that kind of response. Instead, find people who will tell you specific things you need to improve in your poem.

13/12/2020
*NIGERIA*            *@*              *60*                 *YEARS*Your soil is dark and bears,Sixty years of endless tea...
04/10/2020

*NIGERIA*
*@*
*60*
*YEARS*

Your soil is dark and bears,
Sixty years of endless tears,
For all you could boast of at sixty are problems and hurdles,
Creating severe hardship and struggles.

Now at sixty, the greatest horrors,
Befall the great giant heroes,
As I (the giant of Africa) sink in the ocean of grief,
In fears of r**e.

Sixty years of corruption,
Sixty years of injustice that has ruined the nation,
Having leaders without human sympathy,
Who cause tears to flow without any iota of empathy.

Just as we say happy independence,
Remember to bid farewell to sixty years of dependence,
Because nothing has made us independent, for a fool at sixty,
Is a fool forever without any atom of serenity.

© *ZEPHNATH JUDE POET EROBE N*
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*NEVER ALLOW YOUR EMOTIONS TO AFFECT YOUR ACTIONS*In a  time like this when things and situations looks tough and challe...
08/09/2020

*NEVER ALLOW YOUR EMOTIONS TO AFFECT YOUR ACTIONS*

In a time like this when things and situations looks tough and challenging never you allow your emotions to control your actions.

It is important we learn to control our emotions because the emotions play a role in human relationship and interaction.

There is a connection between the ones emotion and ones action. If a person fails to control his negative emotions it can affect not just him, but his family, village, community, State , country and the whole world.

Take for instance, when a person fails to control his negative emotions. It destroys oneself and when a person is destroyed the family too is in trouble.

Because the family is the nucleus of the society. Any destruction caused by failure to control negative emotions can be extended to the village. When the village shambles, the community will be in a chaotic situation.

Apart from the village the Community too is not safe when it comes to negative emotions. If negative emotions is not controlled at the community level it escalate to the State. This destruction can lead to internal and external conflict.

When the state is destroyed, the whole country will be in a state of emergency ward! If this happens, every nooks and corners of the earth is defeated as a result of inability to courtail ones negative emotions.

So my dear friends "never allow any action to affect your emotion and never allow your negative emotions to affect your positive actions".

©® *ZEPHNATH JUDE POET EROBE N*
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28/08/2020

Anyone who can not accept
And tolerate you when you have nothing (Poor),
Should not be allowed to gain access
And be accommodated in your life when there's something (Rich).

©® *ZEPHNATH JUDE EROBE N*
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*Don't speak defeat over your life because of your present circumstances. Challenges in life are inevitable but sufferin...
25/08/2020

*Don't speak defeat over your life because of your present circumstances. Challenges in life are inevitable but suffering is optional. In life, we make war and win with words. Our words are our vehicles; send your words on an errand to take you to a whole new and higher level. Zip up the negative words and start speaking faith and victory into your future! Sometimes, God allows doors to be closed because it's time for you to move forward. He knows you won't move because of your love for your comfort zone unless circumstances force you. Don't fret; trust the transition, God's got you but until you say it, heaven has nothing to work with for you.*

23/08/2020

*"POETIC JUSTICE"*

I am a justice poet,
Of every dreadful fear of press.
Sent to trigger point of fight,
Over Westerns chrome wrought.
Whistling pandemic on Negros. As Mimics,
That salvo's with every good chemic.
An artificial sweat of sweet,
That calls for lost of life.
The mechanized sadden sounds of souls,
Of every Negros.
As from air touches to post it infirmities,
A dread of viruses reflect mind years back.
Oh! A fearful day and night,
Clamored Ebola.
Without relaxation heart,
Comfort with Corona.
I thought of Divine anger!
But who knows?
Maybe the sins of the white West?
No! It may be of the whole world,
I gazed!
Oh, what a ready fight of justice ink!
A dreadful wrought.
Westerns brought to rot must be fight,
As it rains from Genesis to Revelation.
A justice must prevail for salvation,
Until mind's has world Peace.

@ *ZEPHNATH JUDE EROBE N CARES*
*23/03/2020*

23/08/2020

*Listen 2*

You aren't listening are you?
You recognize my voice as your baby boo.
You hear my words yet you have no clue,
coz the whispers of my pain don't get to you.

The echo of my cries bounces back to me.
As if I'm alone, and you're not with me.
Even the walls can hear me speak.
The floors too, coz they comfort me when my knee goes weak.

Don't worry, I still know you care,
And I see you straining your ears to hear.
Even when the words are in my tears
Written bodly in my eyes, displayed through my stares.

They're saying the opposite of what my mouth tells you.
listen to them, their words are true.
Truer than my smiles, fake laughs too.
Listen, they're the words I've been longing to tell you.

23/08/2020

*Listen*

Listen to every single word I say.
Take the remote, put it on replay.
Pause it when you hear "I'm okay"
Then listen well, before you press play.

Hear me when I say "I'm fine" and I'm not.
Listen when I've stopped speaking, there's still a lot.
A million pages are filled with my thoughts,
and all you have to do to read is say "What?"

I know I am silent, not saying anything.
but take time and listen you might hear something.
You might hear the echoing pain as it stings.
You might hear wrecking tune as my heart sings..

The beat of my tapping feet's are clues.
The shaking hands, the tight smile too.
Listen to my eyes crying for you
Listen to the pounding of my heart, take your cues.

27/07/2020

DEAR NIGERIAN STUDENTS, WHICH WAY FORWARD?

We are termed "the future" but there will be no future if we don't fight for it today. The leaders of tomorrow? When the time to be equiped for it is being snatched from our very hands and we all seem to be ok with it. We sit still, watch and do nothing?

People travel down from Lagos to Anambra for functions yet schools can't resume? People travel from Enugu to Lagos for business yet schools can't resume? Dear right thinking Nigerians, does that still make sense?

So elections will hold, BBnaija is already on, businesses are back to normal, churches are already open but our dear government is saying that WAEC will not hold this year? Final year students will have to get an extra year? Education will be on a halt for one full year!? And I reiterate my question, dear Nigerian students, which way forward?

It is no more news that our decision makers have thier children studying abroad so thier decisions have little or no impact on them, so the ball is in our court,it always has been just that we tend to neglect the power of the pen and our words. Make your opinions count!!

Remember black lives matter? We all participated.
Remember the saga with Access bank and how they responded to stamp duty? The power of speaking out!
So how about now? Does education not matter that much?

Dear government, if the situation can be managed with people travelling from one location to another, then students can manage it too. Give us a resumption date already cause this whole saga is not making sense anymore.

Am a student of the department of Mass communication, Federal polythecnic, Oko.

My fellow Nigerian student please answer me which way forward?

*MY* *DISTANT* *STAR*High up in the sky you shine so bright.You always lighten up my nightsand make me so happy every ti...
26/07/2020

*MY* *DISTANT* *STAR*
High up in the sky you shine so bright.
You always lighten up my nights
and make me so happy every time
though you never knew because of the height.
My star, why can't I just make you mine?
Just a glance of you makes me feel fine
and everything seems to be perfect in my life.

Your appearance sparkles like a diamond
but I guess we did not have any bond.
When I knew you, I was lost and found.
Each time you appear, my heart pounds.
Everyday, my love for you abound
but I don't think your feelings will be around,
so, right now, I am feeling down.

23/07/2020

You are chatting at night with her
You suddenly feel h***y
You quickly ask for a n**e
She says no
You continue
She asks you to understand her
You tell her to trust you
She says she can't expose her body to anyone
You still go on.

She tells you to wait
You wait patiently
She sends it
You feel happy
You w**k on it
You finish, you look at the n**e again
You feel disgusted
You think its nasty after w**king on it
You then go to mobile uploads
You upload the pic with a nasty caption
You even tag her
She sees it
She sends you a message for you to delete it, she cries and begs
But you say no‼
She tells you she'll send more if you delete that one
You say you've seen everything you wanted.

People start to like and react on the n**e
Some start to comment bad things, some defend, some feel sorry, some laugh.
Her friends see the n**e, some friends are disappointed and discriminate her, some friends defend her, but it does nothing cause everybody has seen the n**e.

Some people share it
Some save and some even show her relatives
She's toned she regrets she cries
Next day she goes to school
She finds some people booing her
She enters the class just about to sit, she's called by the head teacher
She's told to explain what the head teacher and the member of stuff have heard, she fails
She's beaten.

The head teacher call her parents
They talk to the head teacher and the result is that she's expelled ‼
The parents try to plead but the head teacher is cold hearted
She goes home
Her parents are disappointed, and they also beat her.

Her phone is taken away
Her life ruined
She tries to take a walk just to think things through
But as she's walking people point at her
She hears them talking about the same thing
Some laugh
She goes back home.

Thinking too much
She decides to commit su***de as a relief
She goes to her mothers bedroom
She gets the rat poison
She quickly drinks it
Within two minutes she's dead.

Her parents call for her
She doesn't answer
They are mad they call again, she doesn't answer
They quickly go to her bedroom to beat her
They find her dead with the rat poison beside her
They feel bad, they blame themselves
They cry, they regret punishing her
They call her relatives and close friends
Everybody knows and they feel sad
Her best friend cries cause she can't believe what she sees.

The exposer also hears the news
He is toned
He regrets, he feels like going back to time
The burial day has come, her best friend and parents see the coffin lowering
they all burst in tears
They can't believe it.

Her parents are never the same from their daughters
Everybody close to her are not the same
The exposer is being haunted with force pictures of her.
It started simple until it was too much
You can easily ruin someone's life with something you think is simple.
Life is like electricity, Anybody can shock you.


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