THE EAGLE, THE CHICK by Stanley Egeonu

I saw the eagle in my hood Spreads it’s wings against the air scouring for my baby chick to pick on, what a disgusting move you wore up. “ssshhhh” in a mute tone, I signal my baby chick from a distance, “save yourself against the beast” she stood weird glancing...

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THE COMBATS

At Gassama’s final trumpet, at his final trumpet . . . They stood like the crucifixion’s stake, Like the crucifixion’s stake, The Antelopes stood, Cheery visages in glum, Wreathed with wide waters, Of the hearts crackdom accepted. They’ve caressed Leaking from The Eagles In twin-legged sphere leather Combats, they’ve caressed.

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IN AFRICA

Lions will roar me lullabies Dark nights will bring me fireflies Gazelles stride the savannah Monkey hunts for banana Kilimanjaro sits with his head in the clouds Alone, yet simply majestic Deserts, forests, savannah, swamps With mother, each one of them camps The rivers bring an all year spring Flaunting...

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