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Take away everything

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When the clock stops
Bring it down
Stare at it
And bury it, honorably

When time stops
All things stop
My heart stops
Too

What we had
Was real
Even the wind knew
It

Take away everything
Take my life
And my song
I am mimed

Take away the light of the world
What I need is dark
Ness
And solitude

Take away my strength
For I am a troubadour
Whose fate
Was chosen

Not all that glitters are gold
And not all gold glitters
Some have dust
Or are simply rust

Vincent Nwilo

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We Would Rise

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To every windfall that comes at drought
And every free rides that comes on rainy days
We would rise!
Above deaf ears with meaningful words
And poverty with meaningful faith

To all the sunrise in the world
And the beautiful songs that ease pains
We would rise
Above speculators
And loud cheers

To life’s greatest gift of love
And man’s strangest organ called mind
We would rise
To love and to hold
To care and to show

Let’s throw up hands and bubble
Let’s throw up strength and fix painful lashes
For we would rise
Above powers and principalities
Ogoni, we would rise!

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Biography

Vincent Nwilo who writes under the pseudonym Nwilo Bura-Bari, Vincent was born on the 15th day of September 1987 in Rivers State, Nigeria. He had his formative education in the city of Port Harcourt under harsh conditions – from dilapidated facilities to subhuman living spaces like the violence-ridden Mile 3 and Ogbunabali. He chose poetry and the short-story as mediums for the expression of his anger. Stories from Bori and other Poems, is his first collection of poems. He is the founder of Words Not Swords. He is a screenwriter.

Vincent Nwilo

Biography

Vincent Nwilo who writes under the pseudonym Nwilo Bura-Bari, Vincent was born on the 15th day of September 1987 in Rivers State, Nigeria. He had his formative education in the city of Port Harcourt under harsh conditions – from dilapidated facilities to subhuman living spaces like the violence-ridden Mile 3 and Ogbunabali. He chose poetry and the short-story as mediums for the expression of his anger. Stories from Bori and other Poems, is his first collection of poems. He is the founder of Words Not Swords. He is a screenwriter.

Take away everything

Enlarge poem

When the clock stops
Bring it down
Stare at it
And bury it, honorably

When time stops
All things stop
My heart stops
Too

What we had
Was real
Even the wind knew
It

Take away everything
Take my life
And my song
I am mimed

Take away the light of the world
What I need is dark
Ness
And solitude

Take away my strength
For I am a troubadour
Whose fate
Was chosen

Not all that glitters are gold
And not all gold glitters
Some have dust
Or are simply rust

Featured Poem:

We Would Rise

Enlarge poem

To every windfall that comes at drought
And every free rides that comes on rainy days
We would rise!
Above deaf ears with meaningful words
And poverty with meaningful faith

To all the sunrise in the world
And the beautiful songs that ease pains
We would rise
Above speculators
And loud cheers

To life’s greatest gift of love
And man’s strangest organ called mind
We would rise
To love and to hold
To care and to show

Let’s throw up hands and bubble
Let’s throw up strength and fix painful lashes
For we would rise
Above powers and principalities
Ogoni, we would rise!

How does this featured poem make you feel?

  • Amazement (0)
  • Pride (0)
  • Optimism (1)
  • Anger (0)
  • Delight (1)
  • Inspiration (0)
  • Reflection (0)
  • Captivation (0)
  • Peace (0)
  • Amusement (0)
  • Sorrow (0)
  • Vigour (1)
  • Hope (2)
  • Sadness (0)
  • Fear (0)
  • Jubilation (0)

Take away everything

Enlarge poem

When the clock stops
Bring it down
Stare at it
And bury it, honorably

When time stops
All things stop
My heart stops
Too

What we had
Was real
Even the wind knew
It

Take away everything
Take my life
And my song
I am mimed

Take away the light of the world
What I need is dark
Ness
And solitude

Take away my strength
For I am a troubadour
Whose fate
Was chosen

Not all that glitters are gold
And not all gold glitters
Some have dust
Or are simply rust

Comments

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