Born in the town of Enugu, Nigeria. Victor Okey grew up studying engineering, but with a mind for poetry and an ear for music. That culminated in his writing poems and reading established poets. At present, he writes poetry during his spare time (in addition to working on his novels) while he does his engineering job as his 9 to 5.
How it all started, we all know.
‘cos it did draw emotions, and rightly so.
Emotions at both extremes of the joy divide
that threatened our well-knit class to divide.
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No idea is original;
but let the copying be minimal.
It’s better if the copying is marginal.
‘Cos complete dubbing is criminal.
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If there’s anything I’ve missed a lot;
It’s mostly one thing – being me.
To stare at the stars, I’ve missed a lot.
Same with being at peace with the calm sea.
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The posers that I skillfully side-stepped, dodged,
did the unimaginable, the uncommonly unthinkable.
Kicked me in the shin, rattled me and I budged.
I thought I was at my imperious best, unassailable,
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About three heartbeats ago,
from a geologic time view point,
we traced our steps to how the earth did grow,
gulping every story though some appear disjoint.
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