Walk In Someone Else's Shoe

Abnormalities
Arrogance
Cheating
Infidelities
Are offsprings of
Over self-indulgence;
Put yourself in another man's shoe.

Put yourself in God's shoe
You will respect God

Put yourself in MY SHOE
You will respect ME

Put yourself in government's shoe
You will respect the government

Put yourself in masses' shoe
You will respect the masses

Put yourself in teacher's shoe
You will respect the teacher

Put yourself in trader's shoe
You will respect the trader

Put yourself in police's shoe
You will respect the police

Put yourself in peddler's shoe
You will respect the peddler

Oh! Congregation
If you enter the priest's shoe
You will respect the priesthood

Oh! Priest
If you enter the follower's shoe
You will respect the follower

Oh! Sick
If you enter the doctor's shoe
You will respect the doctor

Oh! Doctor
If you enter the patient's shoe
You will respect the patient

Oh! Commuter
If you enter the police's shoe
You will respect the police

Oh! Armed force
If you enter the driver's shoe
You will respect the driver

Oh! Border man
If you enter the smuggler's shoe
You will respect the smuggler

Oh! Smuggler
If you enter the custom officer's shoe
You will respect the custom officer

Oh! Dweller
If you enter the burglar's shoe
You will respect the burglar

Oh! Burglar
If you enter the owner's shoe
You will respect the owner

Oh! Plaintiff
If you enter the lawyer's shoe
You will respect the lawyer

Oh! Lawyer
If you enter the criminal's shoe
You will respect the criminal

Oh! Tennant
If you enter the landlord's shoe
You will respect the landlord

Oh! Landlord
If you enter the renter's shoe
You will respect the renter

Oh! Backbiter
If you enter the other man's shoe
You will respect the other man
You're backbiting

I know you don't like their shoes_
They are not Paul Smith
Nor made in Italy
Just step in their shoes for a minute
And feel the grits within.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

The Leo With Wings Flying

I'm the Leo with wings flying
High into the skying
I'm gonna live forever
Never dying
Let me use the best of my time
Investing in businesses
And making my rhymes
For my rhymes
To make me money
To buy the jewelries for my honey
And wine and dine
With my homey
For money surely gives a man
A good life
A good wife
A long living till ninety five
Wealthy family
Healthy living in
Strong harmony
If you really know what I mean
Then gees, please,
Give me your high five
When you see me driving
Up and down
In and out
In the ease of your town
Not listening
To the clowns
Who wanna see me go down
Back down
And live with a frown
Like a broke nigga
Wishing to be a rich nigga
In soliloquizing
Smoking,
Highing with a cigarette
Under a broken covert
Of a bushy inlet
But life is not a puppet
Glory or regret
If you must admit, my friend,
Depends on how you work for it
Not what a lazy wish can permit.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

At Night I Hear Everything

At night
Quarter past two, precisely
Silence becomes a compulsory levy
Every residents has paid

I hear chill or heat landing rooftops
Like the Batman
I hear the clock
Performing the work of which
Clock industry has sent it

I hear nocturnal buses,
Interstate lorries run into potholes
And gunshots from enemy of the roads

I hear vigilantes
Beating to and fro
The tin of Cowbell milk
I hear far away, in every two hours interval,
Sirens of snoring bludgeons

I hear
Diverse screaming
Of diverse women
In captive of their men
Working raw primitive on them;
Dumb lamers!

At night
Quarter past two, precisely,
Insomnia held my ears listening
Hearing everything;
O! God help me.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

Tell Me Of The Obàtálá God Of Creation

Obàtálá the Yoruba god of creation
Obàtálá thy funny myth remains within us artistic
Who was there when Obàtálá like spider
Descended with twine-rope so lightweight
From heaven to architect this mundane
Calabash in both hands_ sands, cements, gravels within
Within, Obàtálá made the onshore and offshore
Within, Obàtálá partitioned homes from forests
Obàtálá built bridges for cars and carts and pedestrians
Swiftly before out of the supplies of sands
Obàtálá the Yoruba deity of past and present sages;
Back then in our tender ages at class four
We found much much fun therein
In the Obàtálá myth of earthly creation
Now gone are the days, now gone are the years
O! How time flies, egg is now a cock.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

The Use Of Imagery In We Have Come Home By Lenrie Peters

Let go down the memory lane, when the title of this post was one those questions you had to answer in a certain WAEC/ WASSCE examination you sat for. No matter what you responses were on that day, below is the opinion of Unique SSCE Past Questions And Answers:-


"The poem records the poet's impression of his homeland on his return. The prevailing mood of the poet is one of disappointment and unfulfillment as he struggles to adjust to the grim realities of life in his homeland. The situation is presented through several images.


There is the image of the warrior who goes to war in anticipation of returning with captives as proof of success or victory. This image illustrates the plight of the African student who travels oversees to engage in rigorous studies, "bloodless wars" and anticipates a return home with certificates as evidence of success.
However, he faces disillusionment and frustrated aspirations for "the pledge" that is brought home that accounts for the "boots full of pride" is paradoxically a pledge "for burial", an indication of the "true massacre of the soul". As such though written in "rainbow colours" generating unlimited hopes and asp<!--more-->iration, it produces and engenders "sunken" hearts."
Copyright © Johnson Publishers





Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

The Bedspread Of My Heart Is Dirty

It seems the bedspread of my heart is dirty
So untidy
My heart-nostril keeps perceiving odours of nudity
Like coital discharge, and cum so slippery
Like freshly burnt coconut candy
Truly really,
Omolola has implanted in me promiscuity
A habitual nocturnal epidemic of melanin so easily
Her hairs, her eyes, her navel, her belly
Her cosmetic beautified lips so glossy
And shiny
Crocodile tattoo on her skin so ebony
Always move my emotions so abnormally ungodly
So heavily
And so I always pull her legs so unholy
She makes the bedspread of my heart seems untidy
And reggae-like like Bob Marley
Making me willing to act so manly
With my erected stick standing so ejaculanty
For Omolola, my own teenage Shiri Appleby;
I so much love you my baby.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

MTN Mobile Electricity Service In Nigeria

MTN Mobile Electricity (Powered by: Lumos Smart Solar System) is a huge lame and ridiculous plan to exploit Nigerians in their lack of stable electricity system.

The MTN Mobile Electricity claims that interested customers will enjoy 24/7 electricity void of noise and fume, but requires daily payment via mobile airtime; how then will the enjoyment be 24/7?

The plan states that interested customers will have to:

1) Sign-up and pick up the system. ( they should sign-up at where?)

2) Easily install the solar panel on your roof. ( why will the installation not be easy, when the ridiculous solar panel is not up to the size of a technical drawing board)

3) Pay via mobile airtime to activate and unlock. ( Another very funny joke)

WHAT'S IN THE MTN MOBILE ELECTRICITY KIT?

1) A single 80Watts solar panel.
2) A single solar indoor unit with various DC sockets capable of 12Voltage maximum.
3) Mobile phone charger
4) 2 powerful LED bulbs
5) Easy self-installation mounting kit and required cables.

WHAT IS THE COST?

Interested customers are expected to follow the payment procedure below:-

1) Pay A Commitment Fee: One-time payment of #15, 000 upon joining service.

2) Then Choose An Everlasting Payment Plan: Then after the commitment fee, the customer will then choose one of the following payment plans ( i. 3 Days Plan at #133 each day making the total cost of #400, ii. 7 Days Plan at #121 each day making the total cost of #850, iii. 30 Days Plan at #110 each day making the total cost of #3300.)

It means that after the payment of #15000 commitment fee, a customer's usage will still depend on his ability to continually pay for one of the 3 plans. How then can the customers enjoy the service 24/7?

WHAT ARE THE ADVANTAGES OF THIS SO-CALLED MTN MOBILE SOLAR ELECTRICITY?

1) Based on personal point of view, the MTN Mobile Electricity service shows concern towards Nigerians unstable electricity supply (which the government has been paying lip-service to)

2) The MTN Mobile Electricity service is a creative action towards development (which is far far better than bombing, money laundry, kidnapping, etc. which has been threatening the peace of the masses)

WHAT ARE THE DISADVANTAGES OF THIS SO-CALLED MTN MOBILE SOLAR ELECTRICITY?

1) Based on personal points of view, the service is trickily expensive; which makes it look as if it's not for the poor masses and no rich fellow will even go for it either. Come to think of it, after paying #15,000 a customer will still be incurring daily expenses on it; which makes it worse than a fuel generating set and a kerosene lantern.

2) It lacks reliability. In the sense that it doesn't seem promising as it appears to be. It lacks a second hand value because there is no assurance that the indoor solar box will be repaired whenever faulty (the same way fuel generators and kerosene lanterns are being repaired; so what is the heck?)

3) The sun factor. The sun factor is not considered in line with payment. The day, the sun shines at its best, customers will fully enjoy their money but the day, the sun is not at its best, customers are still at the losing side. This is from the experience got using the solar community boreholes and home solar lanterns bought from market.

4) MTN Mobile has not fully resolved its lack of solid network plan in Nigeria, instead it's interfering into what supposed not be its concern; all in the name of making money at the expense of the poor masses.

NOTE:-
The major purpose of this post is not to totally condemn the MTN Mobile Electricity service but to make those behind the project realise that there are so much amendments to be made in terms of price, size of the solar panel, etc.

Simple Analysis Of A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal By Williams Wordsworth


THE SUBJECT MATTER: A Slumber Did My Spirit Seal by Williams Wordsworth relates to the feeling of shock and numbness experienced by the poet at the death of Lucy as well as his feeling of loss. From the context of the poem, Wordsworth believes that Lucy has gone to live another life; he believes that he now lives with nature, rocks, stones, trees, etc.

THE THEMES: We shall mention few of the themes in the poem which the first one is immortality; Williams Wordsworth immortalized Lucy by stating that she lives in nature after her physical death. The second theme to mention is the theme of lose through death and the sorrows that follow. The death of Lucy left the poet so shallow and in great pain to the extent that he had to resolve to euphemize her death to a mere geographical relocation. The third theme is nature. Apart from the fact that concept of Lucy's death gave the poem a sense of reality, the images of nature and natural things added to it.

THE LANGUAGE AND STYLE: Descriptions and statements are made in very plain manner. The language of the poem is very simple. "Slumber" is used in the sense of inactivity referring to the shock or dazed condition of the poet . "Divinal" referred to Lucy's everlasting union with earth in its daily routi

Are You Born Again?

Are you born again?
By yourself
Or at the vigil?
Are you born again for real?
How did you do it?

So you've stopped acting waywardly in public
But waywardly in private?
So you've stopped singing "Go Down Low"
But listen to it with the earpiece?
So you've stopped flirting with colleagues at the office
But double date the choristers secretly?
Truly you're a born again like me.

Every vigil
I'm called out to be born again
Next vigil I'll be born again
Next vigil I'll be born again
Every vigil
I keep becoming born again again.

O! To be born again.
It's such a drama
It's such a show
An unrepentant soul
Calling unrepentant souls
To be born again again
No wonder, we keep backsliding.

Are you born again?
O! A liar I'll be
To claim God ask me
To ask you
If you're a born again

I only wish to ask you
Are you born again?
Or are you hunting
For souls to be born again?!
Why is this old fashion still in vogue?

Claiming to be born again or not
Seriously, God is God and man is man
Both will act accordingly
No man on earth I've ever seen
Live on earth non-sinfully

Now tell me
Are you comically born again?

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

Homage On Sunday

In this golden box of homage
Homage to the God Almighty
Homage to the tiny sage governing sixteen cowries
Homage to the helpful deities leaving us not in the lurch
Homage to the priest sleeping and listening
Homage to the witches and wizards angry to hinder our verses
Homage to the fathers and mothers who's hairs are white
Homage to the classic bards of we contemporaries
Homage again to the classics enjoying the apples of immortality
Come to think of it vividly:
What good is in the cock with no crown?
What beauty is in the owl with no big balls?
What beauty is in the song sang with a cracked voice?
Whenever a libation is done, an incantation is formed
What good is in two lovers treading apart?
What good is in fate and fortune living as foes?
Whenever fate and fortune live as one
A soul is richly blessed;
Rain or shine, we must remain blessed.
Amen.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

Cultural Clash In Piano And Drums By Gabriel Okara

What is culture? Culture in its
simplest form is the way of life.
Judging by the definition, the way of life of the poet in piano and
drum can be directed toward the themes of poem.

The poem is about the poets past life (a rurally African background)
which was full of nature and the
poet's present way of living (a mixture of Africanism and
modernization) which held an indiscernible future.

The poet (Gabriel Okara) created a
deliberate clash by comparing both,
only to end up with a dilemma-like
conclusion in the last stanza of the
poem:

"And I lost in the morning mist
Of an age at a riverside keep
wandering in the mystic rhythm
of jungle drums and the concerto."

The detailed analysis at http://naijapoets.com

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The Fence By Lenrie Peters (the themes)

The Fence by Lenrie Peters is a self-reflection. It is a poem that reflects the worries of the poet or the poem speaker against so many inner forces.

The themes of the poem are:

(1) The inability to justify one's actions of good or bad deeds.
(This theme is the major reason the poem is considered a moral one; "My head goes round and round/ But I have not been drinking/ I feel the bouyant wave; I stagger/ It seems the the world has changed her garment/ but it is I who have not crossed the fence/ So there I lie/ There where the need for good/ and the "doing good" conflict/ there I lie" the quote speaks much of the poet's concerns)

(2) The unphatomability of humans desired ambitions.
(Lenrie Peters shows that no matter how humans strive for achievements, the balance between past and future will remain confusingly immeasurable: "There where the dim past and future mingle/ their nebulous and aspirations/ there I lie")

(3) The act of aging and its effects on human beings
(In line 10 of the poem, human body is said to age relentlessly leaving the mind with shadows of memories and most of the unwanted things human; things like shrinkages, natural weaknesses, gradual blindness, etc. "There where the body ages relentlessly/ and only the feeble mind can wander back/ there I lie in open-/ souled amazement/ There where all the opposites arrive/ to plague the inner senses but do not fuse/ I hold my head; and then contrive/ to stop the constant motion")

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Analysis Of Night Song By David Holbrook

Night Song by David Holbrook is one of those poems written to glorify the night time above daytime. In the poem, Holbrook revealed so many beauties of nighttime through the use of so many personifications; he felt that even though there were much to do, night was inevitable and it approached so quick.

David Holbrook was motivated to compose the poem because he was preoccupied by the things that probably transpires during the depth of the night. The title and the structure of the poem place it under the lyrical form while it relates with nature and reality. The first and the last stanzas are four-line refrain which stand as the chorus to the poem while the three stanzas in between are of four lines per stanza.

The poem speaker ordered an abstract being to clean up and call it a day since darkness was fast approaching "Night climbs the stairway" (line 4). The poem speaker then gave further prove of Night in presence, in the following three stanzas; the second revealed the cricket take over after the had switched off the light, children already snoring and the smell of clover was felt.

The poet compared the activities of the poppy and rose at the nighttime to that of an object swimming on river or lake. And while everywhere was cold, the hay on the field was personified by the poet to hear the activities of lovers during the nighttime. While in the fourth stanza, the owl swings her wings but the tree was said to be unconcerned and was busy sleeping. The last stanza was the repetition of the first.

The most obvious poetic devices here are refrain (stanza 1 and 5), Personifications (in line 4 "Night climbs the stairway" in lines 7-8 "the smell of clover/ Tickles the poacher's nose as he treads it over" in line 11-12 "hay/ Hears warm in the field what the lovers say" in line 13-14 "the heady tree/ Sighs in its sleep")

David Kenneth Holbrook was an English poet and educator born on the 9th January, 1923 in Norwich but died on the 11th of August, 2011. He was at a point in his life, a soldier "an officer with the East Riding Yeomanry". Few of his other notable poetry are "Against The Cruel Frost", "Chance Of A Lifetime", "Moments In Italy", etc.

naijapoets.com/overview-of-going-to-heaven-by-emily-dickinson to read more poetic analysis

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

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My Life My Story

They wonder what story
Will I say of myself
What song will I sing of nyself

The story of myself
The song of myself
Is of life I have

The life I have
Godly made
Coated gold in mother's care

I grow
The more I grow
I dangled life here and there

Carelessly,
Haphazardly
Like pendant on rapper's neck

Now my life is a movie
Now my life is a compass
Of two parts: part one and two

Part one I was able
Part two almost made me
Took my breath for six hours

Mother scared
Nurses scared
Doctor suddenly found my pulse

Death took a paused
God is God, God is great
I began to live a new life

Like Bruise Lee
In a movie
Fighting life with one hand

Some dudes call me
Wesley Snipes
Of the Disappearing Acts

I hustle, I fall in love
I play scrabble
Watch movies and make my meals

My story
My song
Now you know a part of me.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

Is This Christainity I'm Practising

I am a Christain
Not Christ-like

Heard Jesus told satan
"Get thee behind me!" I've never said it

I untied the donkey and rode it
Never returned it

Those wanted to betray me
I betrayed them first

Those wanted to crucify me
I crucified them first

Is this Christainity I'm practising
Or humanity?

You've read this poetry
You're so vexed

He who is righteous
Should cast the stone first.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

Bugatti Chiron, The Rocket On The Road

Sky

Place extra 2.6 million dollar
In my account
Quick, quick, with no thinking twice
I'll pick
Bugatti Chiron, I'll pick
If Range Rover stares at me
I won't give in;
If Lamborghini calls for me
I won't listen;
Who can imagine the prestige placed
In the cushion of Bugatti Chiron
Bugatti Chiron, the rocket on the road
Give it a shut, I see it
Invisible like a sniper's bullet
Swift, swift, it takes the rider away
To a heavenly enjoyment.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

You Have Chosen To Love Me

You have chosen to love me
I have chosen to love thee
The deities of choice
Have enveloped you and me
To God be the glory
Love is
Something to smile about
If it's
So pleases my love tonight
Naked
We shall lie in our mattress
Solving the mathematics
Of Mass times Acceleration
Equal Speed
Let the envious be frigid
We are not Triple X
We no go punch who dey vex
We shall live today in peace
Learning not to throw stones
Tomorrow shall be
In a glass building
Building this love to eternity
Butterflies are for free
For everyone to have it
That's why we're having it.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

Traffic From Egypt Gets $0.05 CPM From Propeller Ads Media

I wonder why it's still a news that Propellerads.com is offering $0.05 CPM (per every 1000 impression advert) for Egypt traffic source. Did you say its too small or did you consider it big? No matter how you feel about the rate, most ads networks dont pay as high as that for Non-European traffic and the plus side to it is that a publisher can also earn additional 5% from the referred publisher's earnings.

It is very important for publishers to avoid any use of fake traffic means like robots, traffic exchange services, scripts e.t.c.

Propeller Ads Media is a UK based ad network serving international ads with more focus on CPM (Cost Per Mille). Propeller Ads Media has been noticed to favor some niche than others; niche like game, technology, entertainment. Same when it comes to GEO rate, US and UK traffics have upper-hand than other GEOs. It also pays higher when pop-under or pop-up is used than the use of banner and light-box. (Special banner rates are only given to websites with 10000 impressions per day).

3 Major Themes Of Native Son By Richard Wright

(1) Capitalism and Communism: The concept between capitalism and communism is very wide in terms of authority over economic resources. Native Son by Richard Wright has much of capitalist effects in the narrative. Dalton family and Buckley family are good instance of those living in the capitalists paradise while the Thomas family is on the communist side. The concept of capitalism favoured the Dalton but not the Thomas which could be one of the reasons associated to Bigger Thomas outrageous behavior in the novel.

(2) Fear: Let's look at the theme of fear in Native Son by Richard Wright, I guess their should be no reason for how what way fear is among the themes in the novel since most violent acts in the narrative are preceded by fear; the violent killing of Thomas's family rat was due to fear, violent smothering and Incarcerating done to Mary Dalton by Bigger Thomas is due to fear, Bigger's violent smash of Bessie with brick is as a result of Bigger's fear of betrayal.

(3) Discrimination and Oppression: As the story goes, the blacks were oppressed and discriminated against by the the whites even to the level of touch. The difference in social status and class made people like Bigger felt oppressed.

Ajantala The Cunning Boy

Àjàntàlá the cunning boy
Serving silently
Humbly non-speaking like
Deaf and dumb
Shouldn't you be blazing your tongue
Like the dragons?
Lies galloping a stallion for donkey years
One day,
Truth will overtake on a speeding bike
You Àjàntàlá! You Àjàntàlá!!
Haven diligently served your fatherland
In dry disguise; soon night is formed
Beating the drum in tones we loved
Your thumbs and crooked hands
Have broken now
The humble rumbling drum to piss off
The sleeping dog
Panama report, the sleeping dog
Now barking for the village to see
Àjàntàlá, the humble boy we loved
Is the thief, we been hunting for.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

Symbolism, Point Of View And Flashback In The Novel The Last Good Man By Patience Swift

Lets look at the Symbolism, Point of View and Flashback in the story

"The Last Good Man". The query on how what way to the information

relating to the impact of those three literary devices will now be

examined.



Starting with Symbolism, The title of the novel symbolised Death. Many

scenes in the story are due to death of someone or something at the

verge of death: the tourist drowning at the beach was at the verge of

death. Sam came to the village to look after his mother at the verge

of death. Similar applied to Isobel who came to the village after her

mother's death. According to the narrative, Sam died because he

couldn't stand to watch his company taken away. The deaf and dump

little girl in the story was also another element of symbolism; she

wore black which symbolised death_ she was the reason for Sam's death.



Point of view: There is the use of the third person omniscient point

of view in the novel's narration; a third person omniscient narrator

relates how Sam's father died. The little girl at the later end of the

story became the first person omniscient narrator. The author also

used a participatory first person limited narrative voice to describe

the events that led to Isobel decision to leave the girl with Marion.



Flashback: As another literary tool used in the sculpting of the

novel's events, they are inserted in the narrative to give readers

better information on past happenings. It was used by Sam. Isobel also

used it to recall the days when she was fifteen and worked at a

bookstore. She remembered her father's complaints and her mother's

warning. Sam used flashback to recollect when he was a schoolboy, when

he worked on construction site, when he returned to the village to

look after his mother.

Discuss The Theme Of Change In Second Coming By W B Yeats

W. B. Yeats with full name as (William Butler Yeats; 13/06/1865 – 28/01/1939) was an Irish poet born in Sandymount, Ireland. He wrote the poem "An Irish Airman Foresees His Death" you may view the
analysis HERE.

To discuss the theme of change in "Second Coming" by W. B. Yeats, it must be understood that the poem is a religious poetry about the Christians philosophy of Jesus Christ and his prophetic return to save the world by warring the forces of evil. The poem has not only the theme of change; other themes evident are war, apocalypse, anarchy, etc.

The second stanza of the poem proves that what is been witnessed is a turn of a table (the end of an era for the start of a new one). The sphinx-like crea

What Does Your Mind Say When You See A Beautiful Lady

What does your mind say
When you see a supple red glossy lips
With no lipsticks?

How does your heart beat
When you see a beautiful mesmerizing eyes
With no mascaras?

Can the straight legs of a beautiful maiden
Make you escort her home?

Can the flat belly of any Cinderella you meet
Create butterfly in your tommy?

Can the hips of a lady as huge as keg of water dispenser
Make your mouth water?

When Omolola sings praise and worship
You won't miss the Sunday services

When Omolola fries her Indomie
You'll think she graduated from Mr. Biggs academy

Put yourself in my shoe or can't you seeWhen you're dating this lady
People will think you're dating Beyonce.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

Analysis Of Is My Team Ploughing By A E Housman

Analysis of "Is My Team Ploughing" by A. E. Housman from the naijapoets.com perspective. According to wikipedia, "Alfred Edward Housman 26 March 1859 – 30 April 1936 was an English classical scholar and poet, best known to the general public for his cycle of poems A Shropshire Lad." The poem "Is My Team Ploughing" touched the following aspects of human lives which are friendship, career, leisure, and love. The poem through its questions and answers took the form of a dialogue between the dead man and his friend (the poem speak). Few among the ways a dialogue of this nature can happen are through imagination, vision or dream. The context of the poem didn't give the readers the exact clue of where the dialogue took place between the living friend and his dead friend.

The m has 8 interesting stanzas of 4 lines per sta

The Best Way A Poet Should Live

The best way a poet should live
Is to uphold his rhymings
While leave everything else in God's hands
We live in funny la vie
And I the pen of this verse
For instance, licks sweetness of miracles
Teeth aiming to give me a bite
End up giving me blessings
Truly fists aiming to punch my teeth
End up giving me embraces
Dungeons of death I perceived
Transpose to paradise of sweet living
Most fellows I call a friend
Swiftly vanish to thin air
Before I could finish my sentence
La vie ice is full of imbalances
Only in God can I find stability.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

Analysis Of Do Not Go Violent Into That Night By Remi Raji

Professor Remi Raji wrote this poem in marking of World AIDS day which is on the 1st December. The whole five unequal stanza poem aims to warm or caution against unsafe and unprotected love making which "night" in the poem symbolizes. The first stanza of the poem describes how someone can become a victim of AIDS through kiss and switching off the light to engage in an unsafe intercourse. The second stanza speaks of where someone can become a victim of unsafe love making. In stanza three, Prof. Remi Raji used few rhetorical questions to describe the negative effects of unsafe lusty intercourse which are death and orphanage. The stanza four reveals who the victim can be; the person without doesn't place regards to all AIDS orientation and the person who doesn't have self control over lusting and the person who is an absurd infidel. The stanza five is a two line repetition, telling the readers of the poem that it is a very strong warning.

Judging by the title of the poem, <a href="http://naijapoets.com">naijapoets.com</a> believes that structure of the poem is motivated by the famous poem of Dylan Thomas (1914-1953) titled: "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night". If you so wish, you can view the naijapoets <b><a href="http://naijapoets.com/analysis-of-do-not-go-gentle-into-that-good-night-by-dylan-thomas">Analysis Of Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night</a></b>

Remi Raji wrote this poem with a tone of admonition through a second person point of view. The diction is very easy except for the many use of metaphors and similes. Few of the poetic devices found in the poem are repetition "Do not go..." Similes in lines 4, 20, 26. Allusion in line 18. Allitera<!--more-->tion in line 11, personification in lines 19-21, oxymoron in line 4, symbolism in line 2. Ejambment, metaphors, imageries, etc.

<b>The Poem:-</b>
Do not go
violent into that night
do not kiss the winds
of grave pleasures
like rabid moths
do not smother the lanterns
of fatal desires.

Do not go
where alphabets of death wait
to sign
sentences of sorrow
do not go violent
into that tunnel of passions.

Do you hear the chorus
of orphans bereaved by the blood
do you hear them cry
about the hurricane
and the Passover in the dark?
Do not...
the mark of the virus slits the streets
like defiant swords
the virus is eager

the virus is eager
waiting upon the wings
of lyrical groins
the worm wastes like tender toxins.

do not go violent like the fever
do not go violent into that night.

Copyright © by Prof. Remi Raji.

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The Best Way A Poet Should Live

The best way a poet should live
Is to uphold his rhymings
While leave everything else in God's hands
We live in funny la vie
And I the pen of this verse
For instance, licks sweetness of miracles
Teeth aiming to give me a bite
End up giving me blessings
Truly fists aiming to punch my teeth
End up giving me embraces
Dungeons of death I perceived
Transpose to paradise of sweet living
Most fellows I call a friend
Swiftly vanish to thin air
Before I could finish my sentence
La vie ice is full of imbalances
Only in God can I find stability.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

Could This Be The Police Or The Arm Robbers

Last week in the green country
Mr. Poet and Mrs. Poet riding home
In black Hyundai Sonata S3
The car stereo
Singing Democracy by Dagrin
The streetlights not working
Everywhere was dark. At
The middle of the tarmac road
Seven flashlights were dancing alingo
Mr. Poet: "could this be the police or the arm robbers?"
Mrs. Poet: "what if is the arm robbers?"
Mr. Poet: "we just have to lie down and surrender our properties"
Mrs. Poet: "what if is the police?"
Mr. Poet: "we just have to lie down and surrender our properties"
Mrs. Poet: "why must it be so?"
Mr. Poet: "because everywhere is dark."

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

At Day-Close In November By Thomas Hardy

Poem:-
The ten hours' light is abating
And a late bird wings across
Where the pines like waltzers waiting
Give their black heads a toss.

Beech leaves, that yellow the noon-time,
Float past like specks in the eye;
I see every tree in my June time,
And now they obscure the sky.

And the children who ramble through here
Conceive that there never has been
A time when no tall trees grew here,
That none will in time be seen.

Copyright by © Thomas Hardy 1840-1928 [all right reserved]

Why Cost Per Click (CPC) Advert Networks Are Considered Better Than Cost Per Impression (CPM) Advert Networks

Wondering how what way or why The Cost Per Click advert networks are regarded as better than The Cost Per Impression advert networks.

#1) All Cost Per Click (CPC) advert networks are quality oriented while Cost Per Impression (CPM) advert networks are quantity oriented.

#2) Virtually all Cost Per Clicks (CPC) advert networks follow a very rigorous approval process for publishers while virtually all Cost Per Impression (CPM) advert networks follow an instant approval process for publishers.

#3 Cost Per Click (CPC) advert networks specialize in banner and text tag advert formats while Cost Per Impression (CPM) advert networks are "jack-of-trade" advert format servers; serving every possible advert format.

#4) Cost Per Click (PCP) advert networks provide website visitors with interesting solid pure banner ads while Cost Per Impression (CPM) advert networks provide vulnerable banner ads like floating banner ads, popping catfish banners, etc.

#5) Cost Per Cost (CPC) advert networks are less aggressive advert formats while Cost Per Impression (CPM) advert formats are known to be very aggressive.

#6) Cost Per Click advert networks seem to have won many publishers trusts to the extent that their error or flaws are less recognized while Cost Per Impression advert networks still suffer publishers complain about serving malwares

#7) Judging by number, Cost Per Click (CPC) advert networks are fewer compared to the huge number of Cost Per Impression (CPM) advert networks.

Lets dig a bit deeper into this mater, the Cost Per Impression CPM is also known as Cost Per Mille. Example of advertising networks operating this for publishers are
(1) Tribal Fusion
(2) Casale Media
(3) Technorati Media
(4) Burst Media, etc.
 Cost Per Thousand Advertising Impressions Metric (CPM) is calculated by dividing the cost of an advertising placement by the number of impressions (expressed in thousands) that it generates.

On the other hand, the Cost Per Click (CPC) adverts can also be called Pay Per Click (PPC) It is an internet advert where revenue is generated based on number of clicks. Examples are
(1) Media.net
(2) AdSense
(3) Chitika
(4) Infolinks
(5) Bidvertiser

Pay Per Click is commonly associated with search engines. With search engines, advertisers typically bid on keyword phrases relevant to their target markets. One of the major challenges of online advertising is the act of fraudulent clicking which most advert networks keep combating; that's why high scrutinies are placed on the legibility of clicks any publisher generates; another issue with internet advertising is the preferential rate attached some geographical areas over another which some people might consider racial.


The Road Not Taken By Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be tell<!--more-->ing this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference

Copyright © Robert Frost [1916]

When most people read this great classic poem of Robert Frost, it reminds them of so many different things and same applies to me. One of the things the poem always reminds me is the page 24-25 of the financial lesson book:- "Rich Dad, Poor Dad" by Robert T. Kiyosaki where the author used the poem to justify his choice for financial lesson, he wrote:-

"Over the years I have often reflected upon Robert Frost's poem. Choosing not to listen to my highly educated dad's advice and attitude about money was a painful decision, but it was a decision that shaped the rest of my life.

Once I made up my mind whom to listen to, my education about money began. My rich dad taught me over a period of 30 years, until I was age 39. He stopped once he realized that I knew and fully understood what he had been trying to drum into my often thick skull.

Money is one form of power. But what is more powerful is financial education. Money comes and goes, but if you have the education about how money works, you gain power over it and can begin building wealth." [Page 25 of Rich Dad Poor Dad by Robert T. Kiyosaki]

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying) <!--more-->

Scarcity Promotes Trekking

In Nigeria
Another word for trekking is footwagen
Making trekking the saving grace
This period of horrid fuel scarcity
Where queues of legs fervently
Compete with queues of cars_
The piston and ring of my two long legs
Grew worked and weary
After trekking this day
45 kilometers per hour
Home to work, work
To home respectively leaving the
Carburetor of my throat boiling
When drinking a keg of water to cool it
Why should I ask:
"Nigeria! Nigeria!! Where are we going?"
When politician reading this will
Mock my plaintive throat.
Who is to blame?
We wanted change
We never clarified
Whether negative or positive.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

Brief Review Of I Will Pronounce Your Name By Leopold S. Senghor

According to the post at afrilingual blog, "Very few lyric poems are filled with so much self-indulgence. Senghor is deliriously and starry-eyed, singing the praise of a lady he names as Naett. It is important to read Senghor’s poetry with Negritude themes as many commentators have likened Naett to Africa, to whom he writes this letter from France. To declaim someone (line 1) is to mention their name theatrically, poetically. Well, this is a poem. So in mentioning her name, Senghor says “Naett” dreamily as one who is totally consumed. Undisplaced, his love for Africa was as strong.
From lines 2-8, Senghor likens the name Naett to a host of natural breath-takers. Mind that he is not even praising the lady herself yet but only her name. In line 2, her name is like cinnamon, an aromatic spice and fragrance. He is a lover of the savannah, the African plains, and to him, her name is like it (line 4) when the African midday sun causes it to blossom. Her name is compared to dew (line 5), that early morning remnant of night mist and also to the short dusk (line 6), very welcome respite from the heat of day. Her name evokes power, as of a dry tornado (line 7) and inspires him to confess his love for blackness, something that Western literature is mute on. He calls her shining coal, my night (line 8): strange references for beauty. Does night entice? B

Thank God I'm Now A Born Again

Life is full of possibilities
I partitioned my spirit and added Peak milk...
Turned tasty and sweetly thick
Intoxicating me like hallucinogens
Pointing me to the free way
Of ambition and destiny
Made round red as logo of Opera mini
Thank God I'm now a born again
So kegged in my computer and books
Every night and day
Is highly work and pray
Streaming like lilies on my own brooks
Making my own rhymings and phrases
Some funny fellows keep chasing the cash I earn
They just can't learn
The immortal words of Jay Z.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

NOTE:-

Line 2 of the poem is somehow ambiguous. What the poet means by "I partitioned my spirit and added Peak milk" is that he divided his liquor drink into two separate cups and mixed it with Peak milk.

Analysis Of Two Lovers By George Eliot

In this poem, George Eliot was so preoccupied with how most of the true love relationship begins and ends by showing six different phases to it. She used a third person point of view and her tone was so full delight and emphasis.

Within the space of a six stanza poem, George Eliot narrated the different phases of a true love relationship. Each stanza is structured to carry six lines where the first four lines of verse/stanza are tetrameter while the last two lines of each verse/stanza are dimeter.

The first stanza of the poem speaks of how two lovebirds begin their love relationship: "Two lovers by a moss-grown spring/They leaned soft cheeks together there" (line 1-2) The second stanza is about how their love relationship has led to wedding. The third stanza is about their honeymoon and sexual union: "Two faces o'er a cradle bent/ Two hands above the head were locked/ These pressed each other while they rocked". The fourth and the fifth stanza show that the two lovers have become a father. The sixth, which is the last stanza of the poem talks about how the two lovers have finally become aged couples; left with the memory of their love's genesis.

The poem has the theme of love; in the sense that love led the two young lovers in a marital relationship of a lifetime. The theme of time; in the sense that time made the two lovers witnessed varyin<!--more-->g stages in their love relationship.

naijapoets.com has observered that the dominant poetic device in the poem is imagery; "a moss-grown spring" "soft cheek" "chair up side-by-side" etc. There are partial repetitions of few lines in the poem (for instance: "the red light fell about their knees" in stanza 4 "the red light shone about their knees" in line 5 "the red light shone upon the floor" in line 6. Alliteration in line 10 and 14 "White petals on the pathway" "Two hands above the head". Simile is "the air was soft as fanning wings" in line 9. The careful arrangement of the lines made the poem lyrical and it won't be wrong to say that the poem has a natural family-life setting.

Born in Nuneaton, Warwickshire, England on the 22nd of November 1819; Mary Ann Evan is Victorian era English poet and novelist. She wrote under the pen name "George Eliot" it is said that she chose the pen name so that people would take her literary works seriously. She died at age 61 in Chelsea, Middlesex, England on the 22nd of December 1880. One among many of her notable work is "The Mill On The Floss(1860)

The Poem:-
Two lovers by a moss-grown spring:
They leaned soft cheeks together there,
Mingled the dark and sunny hair,
And heard the wooing thrushes sing.
O budding time!
O love's blest prime!

Two wedded from the portal stept:
The bells made happy carolings,
The air was soft as fanning wings,
White petals on the pathway slept.
O pure-eyed bride!
O tender pride!

Two faces o'er a cradle bent:
Two hands above the head were locked:
These pressed each other while they rocked,
Those watched a life that love had sent.
O solemn hour!
O hidden power!

Two parents by the evening fire:
The red light fell about their knees
On heads that rose by slow degrees
Like buds upon the lily spire.
O patient life!
O tender strife!

The two still sat together there,
The red light shone about their knees;
But all the heads by slow degrees
Had gone and left that lonely pair.
O voyage fast!
O vanished past!

The red light shone upon the floor
And made the space between them wide;
They drew their chairs up side by side,
Their pale cheeks joined, and said, "Once more!"
O memories!
O past that is!

Copyright © by George Eliot (all right reserved)

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

The Next Day Is Monday

Thank God for this dayWhen every evil become saint
Six a.m to one p.m
Chasing caller ringing belfries
Well robed to fit in
Singing praises, humming hymns
Unwillingly or willingly
Offering in the hope for high returning
The next day is Monday
They'll wear their cloaks of wolves again

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry
(the Leo with wings flying)

NOTE:- This poem is about one of the most celebrated days in a week. It observes the fact that events are very powerful instrument that can be used in dictating humans actions and characters.

Clickbank Or Clickbooth; Which One For Affiliate

ClickBank or ClickBooth which one are you looking for? Actually the two words might be confusing; they both begin with "click" and they both have letter "b". Maybe someone, sometime ago, had once told you that you can generate revenue or make money online with (clickbbbbbbb clicksomething or clickwhatever_ you no longer remember the precise name) well, that's the reason why this post is written to clarify the differences.

Clickbank (founded in 1998) is a privately held online marketplace for digital information products. It aims to serve as a connection between digital content creators (also known as vendors) and affiliate marketers, who then promote them to consumers.

Clickbooth (founded in 2002) is a publisher affiliate network which sells online advertising in both Cost per action and Pay per click formats. Clickbooth affiliate network for publishers, operates in a bit different way from webhost affiliate network like iPage Web Hosting and the rest.

Clickbank and Clickbooth are both American based online advertisement companies. They both operate affiliate program. Clickbank organized it business platform in a way that looks like that of Amazon marketplace [ Try Audible and Get Two Free Audiobooks ]; where different products to be advertised or promoted are showcased like an online shop (that's why Clickbank is called a marketplace for affiliates). It uses the term "Vendor" to refer to its advertisers and uses the term "Merchant" to refer to its publishers unlike Clickbooth that has no goods/products displayed; advertisers drop their banners with Clickbooth and publishers willing to monetize their websites traffic visit Clickbooth to sign-up and wait for Clickbooth to serving anonymous ads banner in their website contents. 

Clickbank is not for every country (membership from Nigeria is not yet allowed) but Clickbooth acceptes membership from every country of the world. Most times, Clickbooth ads banner is served to a publisher website without the publisher knowing beforehand what kind of ads banner will appear but in the case of Clickbank, merchant goes to the Clickbank marketplace and choose the ads banner he/she loves to promote. It's easy to recognize a Clickbank banner when you find it anywhere (it always has "CLICK HERE" in the banner) but Clickbooth banners are not easily recognized.

In conclusion, Clickbank and Clickbooth are both worth trying because of the credibility they have built.

Sans Teeth Sans Eyes Sans Taste Sans Everything

"Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste,
sans everything." William Shakespeare (last line of the poem:- All The World's A Stage)

"'All the world's a stage " is the
phrase that begins a monologue from William Shakespeare's As You Like It, spoken by the melancholy Jaques in Act II Scene VII." (according to Wikipedia)

The last line of the poem is so richly endowed in the fact that many flavors are kept within for those with keen literary eyes to see.

The repetition holds more message and vivid image of an aged person than expected and that's why the poem is the mo

Ways To Edit AdWords Keyword For Better Advert Campaign


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CHRISACEDARUTH
        (The Long Awaited)
        

    Samuel C. Enunwa




             CONTENTS
Dedication……………………..
Acknowledgement…………….
Author’s note………………….
My wealthy neighbour………...
Jungle………………………….
Johnny as a kid………………..
At the stream………………….
What happened in heaven…….
Under the spell………………...
Two tombs…………………….
Eligible married couple 1&2….
Detective Tel 1,2,3,4&5………
My love promo………………..
Chrisacedaruth………………..
Ode to the poet’s curtain……..
Halle Bery…………………….
They’re searching through Google…..
                       
         DEDICATION:
                         To thee, lovers of poetry
                 Pretty
                       effort and ability
       I dedicate this to thee willingly.

             ACKNOWLEDGEMENT
       I thank God for this book, if not for him this would have been in vain. Mrs. A. A. Enunwa, I won’t stop trying though I know I won’t be able to repay your motherly love; Thank, you mother. My thanks also goes to you, Mr. & Mrs. Bamgboye, your labour and pain over me will never be in vain and in your family, blessings will continually rain. Daddy Leonard, I dey hail o and make blessing full your too, Amen.
     Enunwa Onyeka, Enunwa Eric, Enunwa Ruth, Bamgboye Kolawole, I appreciate you all. Aribido Daniel(D-Gbegbe), you are so mouthed; how is Rufus Giwa Polytechnic? Engr. Akinrelere Omotayo (T-money), how far? Ajibade Taiwo (Jah. Mr. Okra, Mr. Federal ); I appreciate you all.
     I can never forget you, all the Durance Publishing crew and those of the www.i-proclaim.com. Thank you and keep up the good work. May the good Lord reward you all, Amen. Finally, to all my friends @ www.samueldpoetry.webs.com
www.poetrypoem.com/samueldpoetry442, www.poetrypublisher.com/samueldpoetry445, www.lovepoemsandpoetry.com/samueldpoetry441, www.myfaithsite.com/samueldpoetryfaith1, etc. thank you all for your love.
  
           AUTHOR’S NOTE
      It gladdens the whole of me, each time the thought and assurance of the fact that the scope of poetry is broader than anyone can mention, comes to my thinking. Poetry can take any form; it can be lyrical or satirical, come in form of praise or in a long narrative form which happens to be the poetic form, I’ve made use of in this book titled CHRISACEDARUTH(The Long Awaited).
     As I’ve said, this book contains more than ten narrative poems in which CHRISACEDARUTH(The Long Awaited) bears the same name with the title of this book and has over two thousand five hundred lines, divided into more than fifteen stanzas. It is the story of a village boy, who happens not to be who he thought he was but later maybe through the help of luck or through the force of fate, or maybe through his personal strives, discovered his true self, his weaknesses, strengths, etc.
  It is also true that the poem: CHRISACEDARUTH(The Long Awaited) is the major reason for this book but I’ve also garnished it with inclusion of other funny, entertaining and educating poems like The Eligible Married Couple 1&2, the most wanted, Detective Tel 1,2,3,4&5; and My Love Promo, which happens to be the favorite of almost all my fans @ www.facebook.com, among others.
     Aside from the fact that the poems are rhyme oriented, I’ve tried and made sure they are sculpted with simple languages and diction. Before you ask me my reason, I’ll tell you that I do not believe in complexity. What’s the essence of turning enjoyment to homework? My paramount aim is to cure your boredom. My major aim is to make this book, your teddy bear, your pet, you can take anywhere and as you read, I believe your boredom will be deleted. Thanks, for your love.
                        Samuel C. Enunwa.


 
   
   MY WEALTHY NEIGHBOUR
He never cheated nature
But pilled himself to labour
At exactly twenty four
He met expected future
Became a famous employer of labour
And poverty couldn’t knock his door
Then sighed and took a resting posture
And slept and slept and snored
And fell from couch to the floor
Yes, he was held by nature
Who? The famous employer of labour
Whom we were once a neighbour
And loved his hardworking nature
He slept and snored on the floor
While they knocked his office door
For they loved his overture
Yet he slept and slept and snored
And slept and slept on the floor
And so scared of his earth departure
They knocked and knocked his office door
And knocked as if to create puncture
And opened and found him on the floor
When broken his office door
“When did oga start this nature?”
They asked and laughed him on the floor
And logged him from the floor
Back to his resting posture
He slept and slept and snored
And sometimes fell on the floor
And feeding became his failure
And was only catered by neighbours
Where he slept and snored
And must be dreaming, I’m sure
Of living with lady he adored
And they talked and toured
And shared a love adventure
Where he slept and snored
At exactly ninety four
He woke from his resting posture
And was a celebration galore
And walked on the floor
Then fell and got final departure
And that my wealthy neighbour
Who was dead on the floor
Taught me not to cheat nature.
               Samuel C. Enunwa. July 13, 2009.

            JUNGLE
Happiness dwindled
As loneliness doubled
And none to rekindle
But while ago were whistles
Shout for passes and dribbles
Songs held their paddles
Till end of the battle
A football battle
Mirthful and memorable
Two elephants wrestled
Grasses had to struggle
At the grassless middle
Fell he who dribbled
Stood and took water bottle
From the first aid people
More than thousand people
Young, old and middle
Aged happy people
Singing were married couples,
Kids and searching singles
Lovers turned compatible
Pretty belles chew bubble
Received short cuddles
As they screamed amidst people
During goals, shots and dribbles
And the pretty one I cuddled
Made the battle memorable
I wished for endless battle
Because of love incomparable
That waited amidst the people
But the final whistle
Changed the people
Made happiness dwindled
And loneliness doubled
It was unbelievable
Only me at the middle
Of chairs, I couldn’t buckle
My shoes, I mingled
With darkness, no candle
To see, I was cripple
And had to struggle
I learnt after the battle
That change was flexible
Though I was able
To escape that silence jungle.
   Samuel C. Enunwa. Sept. 12, 2009.

         JOHNNY AS A KID
One Sunday, immediately after
One a.m, Jonathan Odda
Appeared on earth like other
Children born in Igala
Jonathan Sunday Odda
The son of Mr. Jack Odda
A very skillful welder
And Mrs. Jane Odda
A sweet kola nut seller
Was fair as his father
Not hairy as his mother
Had a brother and a sister
And friends and grandfather
Only called him Johnny Odda
When Jonathan Sunday Odda
Began walk and talk to his mother
His father and every other in Igala
He began to surprise his mother
Father and every other in Igala
And loved to stick to his mother
And they both crossed the Igala boarder
On foot to villages next to Igala
Where she sold her sweet kola
One Sunday, immediately after
Six a. m. Jonathan Odda
Left the side of his mother
Who hadn’t crossed Igala boarder
For she was short of kola
And two years old Johnny Odda
Trekked and crossed Igala boarder
For he missed his female lover
Who happened to be the daughter
A beautiful two years old daughter
Of a major buyer to his mother.
             Samuel C Enunwa Jun. 15, 2010.



   
        AT THE STREAM
I met a beautiful lady at the stream
With no fetching bowl at the stream
“What a beautiful lady at the stream!
Beautiful than the advertisers of cream
She might even be goddess of this stream”
I said to myself at the stream
Then to the beauty …


        UNDER THE SPELL
I wish I was an angel
To feel the feelings people feel
And stay and make them feel
Well when others bid farewell
Because I knew very well
Of a village near a dell
Where a beauty …




       TWO TOMBS
My buttocks and two thumbs
Are sitting on a tomb
Waiting for mother to come
You should know Ukpom
The greatest warrior of Atagom
Slim, dark and handsome
But where does …

ELIGIBLE MARRIED COUPLE 1
Eligible married couples
Soon get into trouble
Offer each other battle
Live so unstable
And uncomfortable
And regret being couple
When the …

      DETECTIVE TEL 1
Hi! I’m Detective Tel
Investigating the death of Micheal
The death of Joseph A. Micheal
Found dead at the street of Sel
Not far from Pleasantry Hotel
The thirty two years old, Micheal
Was dark and huge and tall
And had wavy hair as well
More attractive than I can tell
Married women and mature girls
And those with age I’ll not tell
Will do anything to have Micheal
When I heard the death of Micheal
I became scared than I can tell
And felt this world is a hell
Cried and couldn’t feed well
Took my Bible and my bell
Prayed God rescue from this hell
But who could kill Micheal?
Took and slaughtered A. Micheal?
There was a quarrel between Micheal
And his landlord where he dwelt
And Adam Cole threatened Micheal
Who slept with his girl
And Joseph A. Micheal
Had empty wallet where he fell
Lent money to Campbell
And jilted so many girls
But who could killed Micheal?
Took and slaughtered A. Micheal?
The police and I, Tel
Have locked the suspects in cell
My investigation on Campbell
Showed he paid Micheal
And the landlord of Micheal
Only quarreled with Micheal
Over payment of where he dwelt
And he had paid as well
But couldn’t pick a jilted girl
Or who emptied the wallet of Micheal
And today, Adam Cole died in cell
So who could kill Micheal?
Took and slaughtered A. Micheal?
Who only if I tell
Could suspect me Detective Tel
Took and slaughtered A. Micheal?
For having affair with my wife, Arnabel.
            Samuel C Enunwa Jun. 27, 2010.

       DETECTIVE TEL 2
Hi! I’m Detective Tel
Everybody knows me well
I investigated the death of Micheal
The death of Joseph A. Micheal
Found dead at the street of Sel
Not far from Pleasantry Hotel
I swear, now …

 


  MY LOVE PROMO
Here comes the info
To shorties with no
In this sumptuous promo
Where soft Hi! Wins, Hello!
And makes you my duo
In my attempt to woo.

We’ll date without ado,
Travel and zoom to zoo,
Watch animals like rhino,
Lion, merino and buffalo;
Birds like flamingo,
Puffin, kiwi and cuckoo.

Tour place like Toronto,
Boarding a beautiful jumbo,
Cruising a stretch limo
And by rail, the loco
Making the trip in toto
To places we go.

Visit a beach lido
Where you’ll bask in lilo
While I play waterpolo
Or an American rodeo
By dressing like gaucho
And gallop a bronco.

Party and listen to rondo
Where served burrito or taco
When I dance tango or zydeco
Amidst White, Indian and Negro
Or act opera with libretto
Blended by cello for physio.

Then drive home as love and bro
When the sky is indigo
To pour you some ouzo
In my room with stereo
Playing songs with intro
While you watch my photo.

At this very canto,
Once you aren’t a bimbo
And possess a libido,
I won’t act as bozo,
Loving will be our cameo
To prove our brio.

I’ll move like yo-yo,
Making the process in vivo,
And move to hear Sam o!
Making the process in vitro
So you can call me hero,
And a love supreme.


        CHRISACEDARUTH
          (The Long Awaited)
      
I’m glad, I can be heard
The journey of over hundred
Years, this’ how it stared
The sun over our heads
Was nothing but fire red
Hotter than hell was said
To be; maize, …
The above poems are excerpts from the book titled CHRISACEDARUTH [The Long Awaited] which is available both in hard copy and e-book at www.i-proclaimbookstore.com/poetry/chrisacedaruth(the_long_awaited)
  The poems below are just for you to have a taste of my next book titled “PEOPLE PLACES AND PERSONALITIES” and I’m sure, you’ll derive from it all lessons and fun you wish for. Thank you.

ODE TO THE POET’S CURTAIN
Eh! What a screen with a heavenly picture!
Picturing an artistic fixture,
Turning my bedroom to a museum of culture
That handsomely showcases the native of passion
With the exhibition of heavenly creatures.

Hi! You scattered lightening of illumination!
I embarrassingly cherish your illustration;
What a great explanation!
For illuminating heaven’s innovation.

Oh! You banana shaped fluorescence of harmony!
Harmonizing damsels as the heavenly legacy;
I marvel at your melody
Because you speak from memory
To the best of my memory.

Hello! You specially carved image of passion!
Sitting on the harmonious banana fluorescence
With a crown-like beret of assertion,
Wearing an angelic gown of emergence
Ribbonly embellished for fashion;
What a comely face of continence!
That never conceals emotion
By reproducing an alluring smile
Romanticizing my soul with affection;
All in this heavenly picture.

     HALLE BERY
I’ve blind argued many, many
Beings of this arresting beauty
Till I set my eventually
Double opened nakely
Eyes on Halle Bery
Not in the telly
Not physically
But the cover of Ebony
Where waited she sexily
My friend! My foe!! My family
Now I can bet my money
Bet the whole of my money
With conviction in my belly
That God Almighty
Sculpted Halle Bery
On Monday very early
To possess such a beauty.
       Samuel C Enunwa Mar. 11, 2011

THEY’RE SEARCHING THROUGH GOOGLE
Hi! I’m Enunwa Samuel
I wrote, “Detective Tel”
“Under the Spell”
Plus poems people wanted
And also authored
“How Love Is Treated”
I’ve never wanted to
Tell my story _ true
But people are searching through
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Devilfinder, Ask and Yahoo
To hear the horse’s mouth too
From C.R.I.N Staff School to
Ibadan Grammar School to
The one and only TASUED
Not where I learnt bonjour
I understand English too
Igbo, Yoruba _ ki lo tun ku?
I’ve never wanted to
Tell my story _ true
But people are searching through
Google,
Devilfinder, Ask, and Yahoo
To hear …

      INDEX OF FIRST LINE
And at me she stared…………
And the man regreeted……….
And the shadow of a hand…….
Eh! What a screen with a heavenly picture!......
Eligible married couple………
Everywhere was neat and weeded…
Fylid………………………….
Fylid, I was scared……………
Gently, she held……………...
Happiness dwindled………….
He never cheated nature……...
Here comes the info………….
Hi! I’m Detective Tel………..
Hi! I’m Enunwa Samuel……..
I faintly narrated……………..
“I know”, he said……………
I looked……………………..
I mean, when out of bed……..
I met a beautiful lady at the stream…..
I’m glad, I can be heard………
Immediately morning appeared….
In the village we landed……..
I sat and threw above my head…….
I sat quietly on my bed………
I searched and searched……..
I thought in my head………..
It was sudden descend………
I’ve blind argued many, many….
I was so, so, so scared………
I wish, I was an angel……….
Lying amidst the long dead….
My buttocks and two thumbs…
One Sunday, immediately after…
Someday, I’ll be in heaven……
Suddenly appeared……………
Then father held me and Fred….
Then I called…………………
They learnt human can never be predicted….
They were the ones at our bed….
“This can’t be Helied…………
When they beheaded………….
We trekked and trekked and trekked….
…Your mother narrated………