Chime Justice Ndubuisi Biography

As long as the earth exists
men are the eternal victims
is there sense in it?
To let son fight the giant
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High walls, and armed men
Issuing out commands;
Armed men whose heart are either old or cold.
We, like prisoners on white, and
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While we labour in pain,
Struggling like wounded lion,
Let us think again
The day we were born.
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I do not need the mirror, it's transparent.
I do not want the mirror to torture me
I look, I see myself and I forget
And that is not what I want,
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Out of the grave, out of the grove
Comes a girl, pretty like daughter of Jove
And eyes as innocent as a dove.
I wouldn't mind giving you all my love
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