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  317.     

A Hidden Bard

Anyanwu, Ihekaire, Onyema, Onyeka, Onuwa, Igbokwe and Akalonu;
The roll call from my past to tell you a story;
Chikwe, Nwagbraocha, Chioma, Obidike, Uchebulem and Nnkiru;
I am the hidden bard to all of you;
But my presence is untold for a reason.
My hand is the handmade of the Creator but,
Do take me to 'Umueze' to look for my lover;
For, i am from Ikeduru.

I am the hidden bard to you people,
And from Umueme to Umuehihe to tell you a story;
For i lost my identity to the Bushmen some years ago.
From Umumkpe to Amamba,
And from Umuagwu to Umualumaku;
Of the floating faces of my identities lost in the drain,
But today i am in thwe rain telling you this story.

The hidden bard,
The mind of a floating bag at sea;
For many are they who ares till searching for me,
But my love is what they need to seek for.
I am real and living among them but,
For how long should i spell out my name for them?
 
Edward Kofi Louis

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  318.     

Haiku - Twin Happiness

twin happiness
identical boys escape
death penalty

helpless over identity
judge frees twins
in drug offence

identity crisis
no sentence for twins
in drug charge

BBC news:
Malaysian identical twin brothers have escaped hanging for drug trafficking as a court failed to decide which brother was the criminal, and cleared both.
A judge in the capital, Kuala Lumpur, said the case was unique and she could not send the wrong person to his death.
In 2003 police arrested one brother found driving drugs to a house. The second twin arrived soon afterwards and was also arrested.
Neither officers nor a DNA test could identify which twin owned the drugs.
Sathis and Sabarish Raj,27, cried in court when they heard the judge say that the prosecution had failed to prove which twin had been arrested first with a car containing 166kg of cannabis and almost 2kg of raw opium.
According to the New Straits Times, the judge told the court: 'I can't be calling the wrong twin to enter his defence. I can't be sending the wrong person to the gallows.'
Execution is mandatory for convicted drugs traffickers in Malaysia
 
john tiong chunghoo

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  319.     

This Poem

This poem is me
I am this poem
This poem and I are one!

This poem is in me
I am in this poem
This poem and I are inseparable!

This poem is my identity
I am the identity of this poem
This poem and I are inextricable!

This poem cannot hide from me
I cannot hide from this poem
This poem and I are mutually conspicuous!

This poem cannot run away from me
I cannot run away from this poem
This poem and I only run into each other!

This poem is with me
I am with this poem
We fall together
Together we rise
We are one and the same!
 
Isaac Maliya

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  320.     

As If They Have Their Own Identity

All of the Autumn leaves that fall from their mother tree
Are shaped so very differently
As if each has their own identity
At least that's how they seem to me.

In the cool gusts of the freshening winds they blow
Along the footpath fast and then quite slow
As if searching for a final resting place
On the Nature strip or in stormwater drain for to hide their wrinkled face.

Their span of time is brief so quick to meet decay
And in Nature's bosom within weeks they rot away
And off of their compost insects and beetles will live
When Nature takes in other ways she give.

Leaves too have life despite what some might say
And all things of life return to earth one day
And though they have life cells they do not have a mind
But they serve some purpose just like human kind.

I hear them rustle on their invisible feet
The dead dry leaves that are blown down the street
All of different shapes and sizes though from the one mother tree
As if they have their own identity.
 
Francis Duggan

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