Heart Scribbles

Two years later, I still recall the trauma of that fateful Monday morning (04/11/2019) And the very second that plunged me into mourning All in a flash!   Two years later, My heart is still wounded Pain and grief suddenly unfolded Without prior notice!   Two years later, Your words of wisdom from the comfort of your bed And your hearty laughter still resound in my head Unforgettable memories!   Two years later, I cherish the loving friendship we shared A best friend like you is truly so rare My mother, my friend!   Two years later, Unspoken words, untold stories Unshared jokes, unacknowledged victories Oh! How I miss your presence!   Two years later, Even in your absence Your loving discipline still makes sense Everyone around me still calls you blessed!   Two years later, I am not scared of marriage My future husband is coming for a full package A Queen raised a Queen!   Two years later, I am excited about future

  Can we just live Without being scared of the future?   Can we just love Without fear of being heartbroken?   Can we just give Without fear of being taken for granted?   Can we just eat Without fear of body insecurities?   Can we just laugh Without masking tears behind the golden gate of 32 solid teeth?   Can we just learn Without worrying about failures?   Can we just enjoy our loved ones Without the fear of losing them someday?   Can we just give a sincere answer to "how are you?" Without summarizing how we feel into "I'm fine"?   Can we just be at peace Without bothering so much about what someone else thinks?   Can we just have a beautiful world?  

  My pen bleeds With words that come straight out of a heavy heart The Land is flooded And its foundation is shaken The Land bleeds The nation cries out   Nigeria is soaked! The blood of innocent lives have saturated the soil Lives lost from stray bullets, misfired shots and injustice The Land bleeds The Nation cries out   We are getting accustomed to the sound of gunshots We stare unshaken at our TV screens as news of insecurity is no longer "news" Masked armed men now own our roads The Land bleeds The nation cries out   Education is the key to success Yet, the lock has remained jammed over the years Strikes, less qualified tutors, unpaid lecturers, yet the clock keeps ticking Tomorrow is here, but, the leaders are denied the throne The Land bleeds The nation cries out   The air is dampened by fear Fear of sexual abuse We no longer feel safe In our own fatherland The Land bleeds The nation cries out   Youths h

  Knocked down by circumstance Beaten till I hold no substance Down, I lay in thick waters Covered by dirt, muddy gutters   Blazed by the scorching flame I can’t feel my bones, I guess I am lame Ashes so hot, how do I fight Above this pain which so deeply bites?   At the twinkling stars, I gaze Amazed at their majestic blaze I hear their resounding roar As they beckon on me to soar   To the skies for an endless dazzle, I rise Weary, torn and worn, yet, I rise To a forever of strength and jubilee As a star, how beautiful I would be   JUST LIKE A PHOENIX, I ARISE.   By: Agbo Debbie