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The First Thought

Published March 31, 2016 by the vulture
The first thought that really influenced my mind was in my early primary. Never had bee
n home alone for the first three or four years. I was taken to the pre-school school and a
as expected, i cried. This was one of the earliest decisions that i ever made in my life to date. My mind was feeble and all i would think off is to cry for my mum had left me to a stranger.
the stranger would come to be one of the most important persons that i would ever meet in my life. Probably, i shed tears of joy when i first set my eyes on her and not due to fear of the unknown.
She withstood my zero knowledge on everything in humbleness,low temper and high levels of understanding. She cleared a 
vacuum in my head and into it, imparted great knowledge of today that can keep you reading. She taught me the art of drawing, but i turned out to be awful so i never perfected my skills on it.
Anyway, when i kneel by my bedside every other night, i look into the heavens regardless of my ceiling obstruction and ask God to preserve special blessings for you. 
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Blue Dawn

Published March 21, 2016 by the vulture

shadows in a moonless world were waiting for Death to come as they kneeled under blooming star trees birds started to sing a sublime anthem the blue Dawn felt sorry for them then Silence in the hil…

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The World I Be.

Published March 17, 2016 by the vulture

Wall street goons will be our lords. As long as we allow them to step on our heads on their way up, we will languish in extreme and abject poverty under the mercy  of tiny harmful jiggers. Our lives will remain to be a mistreat of the little coins that ring in our pockets after a minute of convincing. For how will we accept poverty to strike us under the mercy of the rich ? It is only in a horrifying dream that i saw a man in semi rugs rise the ranks to that of a ruler. This marked the end of the world for it is a completely insane idea, thought, ideology or joke. We, the sub-Saharan beings will never wake up to this. Political stupidity has eaten into our stupid souls completely. I will accept someone to kill me off in the site of a note. I will unlock all the doors to the public coffers in the promise of a better life tomorrow. Ooh! God will remain to be merciful as they remain to be wise political thieves.

I will not accept to the blinding vision when my brother will shed his blood for the sake of a ruler. May that moment come when my brothers will be safe in the vicinity of the uniformed and fellow civilians.

Political language, is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind.

Let us wage a moral and political war against the billionaires and corporate leaders, on Wall Street and elsewhere, whose policies and greed are destroying the middle class .

Let us not accept to make murder the last respect to the deceitful. The brains of the wicked will have their gods but if u stand for the truth, you have no worries for at last, you will rest in peace

 

HEARTSTRINGS

Published March 17, 2016 by the vulture

When I am broken I hear the strings of my heart  and its music                                         moves me. When I am mended I forget the sounds that once resounded                ……

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