Saturday, June 7, 2014

ENTER, WIN! 4 COPIES OF #WHATcanWORDSdo? UP FOR GRABS!!!

I'm sure many young Nigerian poets have been itching to hear who the winners of the #WHATcanWORDSdo? competition for May are...
Well, though I may have been too busy to review the poems, we are definitely achieving my purpose for starting this competition, which was to make sure that young Nigerian poets invade and dominate the Nigerian writing space.
Do you know that I was tagged in almost 700 poems in May alone? Can you beat that? This is awesome because, before this contest started, there were much fewer poems than other writing forms...but the story has changed.
Young Nigerian poets are now being recognized by their peers, around the country and beyond...and the best thing of it all is that the quality of their forms are improving beyond my expectation.
Please, my young poets, clap for yourselves!! We are getting there.
I know I can't really read all the poems to decide who the winners for May are so we will have it in a new pattern - a simple one.
There are 4 copies of What can Words Do? to be given out for May and the giveaway is going to happen on my blog.
All you have to do is write a poem of no more than 10 line on any of these themes:
#BringBackOurGirls
Boko Haram
2015 Elections
Maya Angelou
Then drop the poem as a comment there between today and FRIDAY. You can enter as many poems as you want.
I will award the prize to the poems I feel are best after I read them... 
Past winners on my book are not allowed to participate in this edition....though they can help me judge by analyzing the poem I think Mr. Agarau, Sir Jamesconco and the others can weigh in an opinion or two.
NOTE: YOU DON'T HAVE TO ASK ANY BODY TO LIKE OR COMMENT ON YOUR POEM!! JUST DROP YOUR POEM AND LEAVE. SHIKENA!

69 comments:

  1. SELF SLAVE OF SELF


    Oyinbo pepe ceased up thy rest
    To anguish-fill the heart which thou made
    Which thy fathers pray in haste for aid
    For freedom's free blest

    Alas! Far away now; the foe we dread
    Glad with fathers' toe; we trend
    Aftermath drastic self slave of self drench
    Savages from soil; siblings' hearts they wrench

    Who shall rescue thee from self-made plight?
    Lean on Oyinbo pepe to bring back soil's light.

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    1. Impressive....we shall escape when we wake up and see that we are in trouble.

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    2. Nice image painted but, it is obvious that those rhymes were forced. There was no easy flow of words. The poem is deep with the them of bring back our girls.

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  2. MESSENGERS OF DEATH


    Demons in human form

    Death messengers in uniform

    Positioned in the deadliest forms

    Armed with heavy bombs and guns

    Unleashing terror on us all

    Reducing things and beings to common dust

    Kidnapping from us, our dearest daughters

    When shall it rain?the peaceful water.

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    1. One day, we shall see their end. The human race always finds a way to overcome even the toughest of challenges.

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    2. Hmm! God bring back our girls ooo and end terrorism. Nice use of words but, towards the last there was staggering of words. Hope you win a price for this

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  4. We Are One In This Fight
    #BringBackOurGirls

    Let the green glowing bulb
    Send strange shinning sparkles
    From black veins and dark hides;

    Let thunderbolts send reprisals,
    Lighting our way thru
    Bright shadows of the North
    Till we unmask our fears,
    Dressing
    The sores we bleed
    That breeds on us.

    IYEOMOAN EMMANUEL EHIZOGIE

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    1. Of a truth, these sores breed(no 'S') on us....

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    2. Still okay but, remember to arrange thoughts so well and monitor your verb agreements. Good write bro

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  6. GOSPEL
    (2015 Elections)

    My homeland's on a journey
    Bearing burdens blissfully
    Like a donkey

    My homeland's on a journey
    Like the eastern magi
    With no star upon our night's sky
    Our aged faces bearn't wrinkles
    Our legs lazy to uphold our backs...

    Yet this path we must leave
    Unabandoned, lest we die unborn

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    1. If only somebody can tell us where we are headed...because if we use the happening around us to judge, we can easily say there is only gloom

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    2. Hope is d only thing stronger than fear Sire

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    3. This is cool, for we can't run away from who we are and our responsibilities only that, we need think so well before taking decisions, come 2015. Try and stick to present day English i.e. not the use of "lest" solely because of the time lapses. Let your poems flow from the present day English to the present day English. Keep it up

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  7. IF
    {#Bringbackourgirls}

    It's raining and sunny
    Then cry,for our girls
    Are dying of starvation.
    Our hearts are tired of
    Swimming in the seas
    of hope.

    The whales are dancing
    to the rhythms of the clapping
    Waves,then drop your hopes
    At the sole of growing dawn
    For our fears are dying with this day.

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    1. When will we stop crying? I think we need more of doing now, because crying seems to yield no fruit. Nice poem you have here Sire.

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    2. Great poem bro. Let me just add, make sure your use of pronouns agree very well sir. I mean the use of "your", "their" but, it's a good use of symbols and image here

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    3. Its a good one.. but sincerely the image was a lil bit blur.. read more.. you have hope Rapheal*

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  8. ANGEL'S COO
    For Maya Angelou

    If we'll study war no more
    And leave not saliva prints
    Upon earth's rickety tits;
    If we'll tell truth beyond
    Colours of the skin
    Without cynicism freeing sneers
    Off our chin;
    If we'll forgive our hate
    For loving another to stupor
    Brotherhood would be our perfect sin

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    1. Indeed we lost a gem. I'll not consider this as an elegy but, an indirect ode. Using the beliefs of Maya to teach of lessons. Good one but, learn to maintain a regular rhyme scheme. Thanks for dropping poem for us

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  9. WHY PONDER (2015 election )
    Let us all go home
    For the baby we nurse is lost
    The truth we want is gone
    And nought is left of trust

    For the men with might
    Have trampled upon our right
    And our voice does not count
    When on the podium they mount

    Come let us go home brothers
    For the ballot box,our choice is gone .
    NNAWUIHE WISDOM CHISOM

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    1. Will we continue to let the men with might win?

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    2. I'll call this soothsaying. Bro, this is cool, keep it up. I wish you luck in your journey in poetry

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    3. Nice write

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  10. TRIBUTE
    (Maya angelou)
    The dance steps you made,
    Today on earth's crust cannot fade
    The hearts of many you told
    Today,have made them stand bold
    The honour and virtue you wore as your robe,
    Today flaunts your pride aloft the globe

    For With honesty, you've lived your life
    And With honesty, you've paid the prize
    Now I know why the caged bird sings
    'cause it fears nought of death's stings
    NNAWUIHE WISDOM CHISOM

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    1. We should all learn from the Great woman...

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    2. Thanks for this piece. It is well arranged. Keep it up

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  11. INHUMANITY
    (boko haram)

    man's inhumanity to mankind
    We have thus seen it all
    How houses and streets are burnt
    Like sodom and gamorrah's fall

    For kill or be killed
    Is all they live for
    As peace is laid to rest
    When with chaos they quench their thirst

    Alas! They only live to maim
    and with terror , they seek fame

    NNAWUIHE WISDOM CHISOM

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  13. The Clock Ticks Again
    #2015Elections

    Time
    Pulsed on us
    Shall tick
    Clockwise
    Again...
    Hope
    Lost
    Before,
    Shall beep
    To set our toes 'gainst our foes'...

    Iyeomoan, Emmanuel Ehizogie

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    1. Nearly a one word sonnet, without rhymes of course. loved the last line.

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    2. Nearly a one word sonnet, without rhymes of course. loved the last line.

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    3. Thanks for your keen observation sir...

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  14. Requiem To The May Angel
    #Maya Angelou

    Death has suckled
    the sweet nipples of life,
    stealing sweet sleep
    from our naked eyes.
    Why Maya?

    Death-
    Dark Angel of May,
    why send this mail
    to the lady of letters?
    Death, hide your face in shame!

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  15. #BringBackOurGirls

    Our girls, cruelly abducted from us
    Our mothers are sentenced to nightly weeping
    Our fathers, with heart heavy, sleeps not
    And our brothers and sister, know not peace
    For our girls are taken
    Friends and family they see only in dreams
    Hopes abashed, yet they hope
    Alone in the wood where cruel men abode
    They cried to their loved ones to be saved
    For their beloved family are not near

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  16. Enslaved by greed (2014 Election)

    “For the greater good” they claimed,
    With a dark intention of unleashing hell on men
    Jobless youths, their favourite weapon
    Wreak havoc, with not a flinch
    Human life means naught to them
    As their selfish interest is all they dream
    Yet follow them, we must
    For it is a means of livelihood
    As days spent as school are days wasted
    Yet survive, we must

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  17. Theme: 2015 Election
    WEALTHY BEGGARS

    Turn deaf ears to those power loafers
    Who come for your thumb prints
    And end up draining your blood.
    Beware and hearken not to their lying tongues.

    Those heartless beggars
    They beg for opportunities and turn opportunists.
    Reject their Greek gifts
    And be wise, ‘cos it’s your future.

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  18. Okeme Jerome AkpevweJune 9, 2014 at 1:32 PM

    Theme: Maya Angelou

    MAYA LIVES ON

    Like a firm tree you stood
    Deeply rooted in your artworks
    With large branches you shaded many
    And bore bounteous fruits to feed us with.

    In the land of poetry, numerous are your heirs
    Your words are as good as fresh air
    And satisfying to the soul when we inhale
    For that, your name shall forever be told in our tales.
    Maya, You Live On.

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  19. Okeme Jerome AkpevweJune 9, 2014 at 1:41 PM

    Theme: Boko Haram

    THE OTHER WAY

    Do you derive pleasure in killing?
    Proceed to the abattoir.

    Is throwing bombs your hobby?
    Represent your country in shot putting.

    You love to take little children as hostages?
    We shall set up orphanages for you.

    You hate Western education?
    Take up the nomadic way of life.

    You detest unity and love?
    We want serenity and peace.

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    1. May God open the eyes of people to see that peace is better than strife

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    2. REPRESENT your country in shot putting.

      If throwing bombs your hobby!


      I feel you should try inverse. GREAT POEM

      I hope you get a copy

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  20. NIGHT-POEM
    (Maya Angelou)


    Your sudden demise has
    Planted trees of memories in
    Our hearts,which o'r cold tears
    Can't uproot till we kiss earth.
    Everyone is avoiding the path
    Life choosed for you.


    As grief is strolling through our faces,and our tears water-
    ing the poetry-seedlings you've plant'd,we stand on the withered rose and say (AU-REVOIR)

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  21. WHY?
    #BokoHaram

    O ye of sublimed conscience
    O ye of ruptured of brain
    Ye have turned us pilgrims in our peaceful home
    And kidnapped our girls as if hide and seek
    Why?

    O ye literates of depravity
    O ye protagonists of hostility
    Ye have laid our beds with bedsheet of nightmare
    And have turned most to pyre ready to be burned
    Why?

    Jeremiah Peters

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  22. What is our crime?
    #bring back our girls#

    Moody minds mourn

    Missing future mothers

    Heartless agents of haram

    Selling hymen for free to rape

    What is our crime?

    Our mouth you have caused

    To sing sorrowful songs of joy

    Bring back our girls, for your innocent

    crimes will not justify your cause

    Bring them back,before you face God's wrath

    # odunola don Kolawolu

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  23. Odunola Don Kolawolu

    Sing not a Dirge
    # maya angelou*

    Kind hands of death have stolen a gem

    I was arrested by tears for your demise

    Maya, Even you left without a goodbye

    Yet it should not be welcome

    with wounded words, sing not a dirge

    For the talents she bred

    Will continue to flourish

    Her legacy will always be honored

    For the fruits of her words still speaks

    Maya ,your wisdom beget wisdom

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  24. ODUNOLA DoN KOLAWOLU

    Election 2015

    The men with Agbada has deceived us
    The Hat of justice is now corrupt
    The integrity of our thumb
    They have mocked
    Our hope in Voting they have robbed

    Election 2015
    Will records still speak?
    Is our hope still hanging?
    Come 2015, let our thumb print rule us
    Let justice be done to us

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  25. Odunola Don Kolawolu

    234 future mothers
    In the den of unknown fathers
    What will be of their destinies
    When we are scared of our enemies
    Does fear really matters?

    Tasting the sweet tears of bereaved parents
    Whose only hope have been on rent
    Will they reap their lasting labour?
    When their rich manure
    Is on Lent.

    #BringBackOurGirls

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  26. ODUNOLA DON KOLAWOLU

    # UNWANTED GUEST
    **theme-Boko Haram

    O ye Agents of agony
    That kidnapped skirt and blouse
    Causing heads and toes agony

    O ye Ambassador of Agony
    Bombing innocent souls
    Making them speak Death language

    When will my Mother's Land
    Be free from blood bath?

    And when shall we be free
    from your pangs of agony?

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  27. Theme: 2015 Election

    Days past, was spent pondering
    A new dawn for a dying future
    History is set to make itself heard again
    For the same mistake, we might make twice
    Bring unto us hope
    Politicians of shrewd selfishness
    Bring unto us a new dawn
    For we stayed in the dark so long
    Build, for us, a new edifice from the nation’s wreckage
    For you swore to do that and more

    ADEOSUN PELUMI K

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  28. MEN OF EVIL

    Men of evil
    You brought shame on Nigeria, and mankind alike
    You raised hades where serenity lies
    Homes are set afire, while you watched laughing
    Life means naught to you ‘xcept taking it
    Men of evil
    Lest you know that dawn rises after dusk
    Surely, your infamous prowess shall wane
    And order shall reign as it once did
    For the night may be long but the dawn is nigh

    ADEOSUN PELUMI K

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  29. ANTI-BOOK RAMS

    They come in shady shadows
    with blind bombs and ghostly guns,
    leaving us to the mercy
    of indelible gory memories
    that paint red our weak walls

    Uninvited they come,
    to steal Ada, Ade and Adamu,
    reducing breathing-man to breathless dusts.
    Though they thrive in our midst,
    We still must bake brown our broken bread.


    IYEOMOAN, Emmanuel Ehizogie

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  30. "SOUND THE TOCSIN" (2015 Elections)
    By Jacobs Adewale

    Hear Our penitent past,
    Plead in plangent pool of pity,
    Politics betrayed and cast
    With pieces spread from city to city
    When elections no longer sought attention.

    Bound your trust, impound your thumb,
    Withdraw the vote
    And sound the tocsin that wisdom may come
    Garrison our hearts and our heads coat
    For elections would soon woe attention.

    #WhatCanWordsDo

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    1. Wow! Lots of wonderful poems here and all do I admire. What do you think of mine sir KIS? I do hope to be among the winners. Thanks for the opportunity given.

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    2. It is a worthy poem...I like the message

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  31. SOMEBODY'S DAUGHTER


    Market women keep bargaining in my head;
    every second, i breathe hate.
    In death camp, no warmth
    Must my blood be propitiation?
    Am i not worth than a bet?
    Patriotism or victimization
    Out of reach of my loved ones
    where exist a glow absent here
    No saviour is yet forthcoming
    to rescue me- somebody's daughter


    Lawal Kafayat Gold

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  32. #Odunola Don Kolawolu

    2015 Election# captains of corruption

    Captains of corruption

    Clamoring for credit

    Street lights, all gone in our junctions

    Come 2015, they will come again

    Planting pseudo promises

    On our innocent minds

    Behold, its not allowed again

    My eyes full of sorrow

    Whenever I look down again

    2015 looks like tomorrow

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    1. Nice attempt. But expect more from u. Literary use eludes this piece, greatly!

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  33. FATE ( 2015 ELECTION )

    Its about time of that darkened day
    They are again set to unfold scrolls
    Of wretchedness, deceit and lust
    Like insects that dances around street lamps

    What they seek, we give, our votes
    But what we seek, how fair have they been in giving?
    Must we always watch our hopes split like lips in winter?
    Why not stand aright for what is right?

    What woe shall betides us when the unfiting leg wears the shoe?
    Be wise,For the dawn is nigh
    #whatcanwordsdo...
    NNAWUIHE WISDOM CHISOM

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  34. WHO SHALL?
    (bring back our girls)

    Who shall console that wailing maiden
    Whom today, burries her head in her hands
    Soaked in her pool of plaguing pain
    Wailing for what sorrow has brought to her fate

    Who shall console that lonely woman?
    Who wakes up without her daughter's countenance
    Who fate has stabbed with sorrow
    Who now weeps for her lost tomorrow

    Who shall today bury this sad music
    Who shall today bring back our girls?
    #whatcanwordsdo?
    NNAWUIHE WISDOM CHISOM

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  36. THEY ARE (BOKO HARAM )
    They came concealed in ceremonial robes
    The came c0ncealed in that mask of sorrow
    They came as the g0ds of darkness
    They came as impure horses, to ride and crush green fields

    They are the sons of the dark age
    They are the crusaders of darkness that strikes with rage
    They are the plaques that came upon the Egyptians (Nigeria)
    They are the fire that consumed sodom and gamorrah

    They are beasts that leaves our streets and houses in disarray
    They are the darkness that rides the peaceful day
    #whatcanwordsdo

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  37. Just keep at it. Nice poem but ur concord isn't on point.

    Tohquality is watching u

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  38. Boko Haram
    Boko should really be a balm that eases all pains.
    For Islamic is indeed a religion that preaches peace.
    An umbrella under a Noble Prophet that will forever reign.
    Who fought so many battles for the course that nourishes Heavenly riches.

    Nigeria really has always been in pains since 1914.
    Love for all left a decade ago, and all man feeds his pockets.
    Puns are placed on the throne, and the kings and Queens, Legitimate citizens under over-head bridges, friends of poverty.

    If all must rise to hold unto Pillar of Islam, if all wrongs would be made right.
    I guess kidnapping our girls, bombing our Churches, turning our youths to Devil is definitely an Haram!

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