March 22, 2016 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION


Ngozi Olivia Osuoha






Not here to flatter

Nor to chatter

Because this is the matter

That makes one fatter,

It is not like butter

But not from the gutter,

For it is softer

And not hard like water,

From the center

Do not liter,

Be you a left-footer

And not a looter

As long as you are neater

In and out of winter

Under the heater,

Never to shatter

Nor to scatter,

Keeping it smarter

Always, than later

The former and latter

The runner, the sprinter

The builder not the splinter

Definitely will be better

Though life be bitter

For Paul and Peter,

It may be a starter

As anyone can glitter

And glow like THE WRITER












Bribery in royalty

Greed in chieftaincy

Deceit upon loyalty.


Cowardice in red cap

Ignorance in large map,

Illiteracy widening the gap.


The staff of injustice

The sandals of atrocity,

The belt of witchcraft.


Foolishness loves the liquor

Selfishness drinks to stupor

Betrayal sells the tutor.


Quarrels always fueled

Fights frequently mailed

Division broadly sealed.


Gang up buying the poor

Estrangement shutting the door

Blood spilling on the floor.


Blackmails openly booked

Scandals well cooked,

Rumours wisely hooked.


Truth becomes the trap

Trust remains a crap,

Honesty, the lost lap.


Diligence totally forgone

Competence thoroughly undone,

Negligence never gone.


Bravery getting dumped

Raped by slavery

Fakery greatly crowned.


Fairness turns the mourned

Freedom already drowned

Kindness never to be returned.


Stupidity donates himself

Anxiety chains herself,

Integrity murders itself.


The blind leading the seer

The lame chasing the deer,

The deaf training the trumpeter.


Anger quakes the rooms

Hatred glows and booms

Revenge, everywhere looms.


Boundaries everywhere

Poisons, here and there

Discrimination we all steer.


Enmity, the watchword

Discord, the dynasty

Unity decamps our world.


Agony behind the scar

Harmony beyond the star,

Matrimony buried deep far.


Backbiting and slandering

Defamation and propaganda,

Hatred begeting hate.


Village politics

Sold like narcotics

Enjoyed by lunatics.









Ngozi Olivia Osuoha

Ngozi Olivia Osuoha is a young writer from Nigeria. From a family of eight, including both parents she is the second daughter but fourth child. She read Estate Management and has some experience in Banking and Broadcasting.

She has published some works in a Liberian magazine, Ghanian news platform and an Indian poetry publication.

Many of her works have gone abroad for evaluation and publication. She wrote the longest poems/rhymes in the world, yet to be published. Writing is life.


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