Nigerian Writer: Love

Felix Brambaifa

The heart of love is truth
Its strength, in its root
Its charity in its abundance
Like stars in a celestial dance

Each moment the passing of magic
Potent against the most tragic
Its patterns, indeed most divine
Like illumination, its essence do shine

I pray to come in contact
A union with this ancient fact
When savages make righteous claim
And in gentleness find no shame

I have seen its presence before
Come to reside in our mortal shore
With a message tangible and sublime
Like the medley of natures rhyme

Some say its abode to them unknown
But isn't it to all men clearly shown
That our soul the eternal fount
Humanity, the seed to forever count.

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Nigerian Writer: Adultery

Adultery

Felix Oyintonbra Brambaifa

The claim of loyalty has run sour
Like soup tainted the night before
The act was at this very hour
An immoral deed without cure

His request met no resistance
For her lust was without limit
It was a tryst by compliance
Her loyalty, feebled that very minute

How sudden the fall of friendship
When lust overpowers common sense
And inflict on trust a terrible hardship
One, at once both rigid and tense

A friend to a  distanced husband
Now a defaulter of morals and tradition
With a wife, a curse unto the land
This hut, now a ground for abomination

Though the act in secrecy retained
Nothing is forever outside of time
Time shall unveil all truths detained
Then even the darkest guilt will shine

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Nigerian Writer: Life

Felix Brambaifa

How come life
Is the medium of strife
The source of it all
The height of our very fall

If it is God's greatest gift
Then why is its charity adrift
And its values corrupted
Like evils will adopted

Unto a vile purpose
Intended for man's own lose
The very destiny of his being
The supposed fault of Adamic sin

No man can ask
That which to him is no task
For what is existence
If it was never by our insistence

Life is the makers jest
Lodged in man's panting chest
To find its complete ridicule
When death becomes the rule.

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Nigerian Writer: Man

By Felix Brambaifa

The heavens now dark
Must cast her brow below
Her intent so stern
Must judge even the shallow

For man is no longer innocent
The secrets of their hearts lay bare
Is same as the predilection of wild beasts
Whose hunger all must come to fear

As was once the character of ancient times
When ignorance called nature's growl barbaric
And the hinterlands made deity of natural things
Ascribing piety just because their will was then weak

Now be the time of mans own reign
And even the wild wonders at his cruelty
Wondering of what use is the gift of reasoning
If man's will be like beasts led only by instinct

Even the beast now must fear our existence
For such is the implication of man's dominance
To employ the savagery of brute force
And yet feign ignorance of divine ordinance

But for those things in contradiction to balance
Shall their roots be plucked off its foundation
Not for the reasons man desire power
But that all things from God can live in harmonisation

Not simply for the glory of the ultimate deity
but that he may actually come to true rest
Free from the pious rantings of the oppressed
Whose righteousness is like the troubles of a pest

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Nigerian Writer: Silent miracle

By Felix Brambaifa

Your acceptance meant more

Than life ever gave

More than the darkness of before

But like the light I do now crave

You became life’s greatest anticipation

Like dry lands after Noah’s flood

And to my hopes, you became manifestations

As if you had become my own god

Little is what words can express

For much must remain unrevealed

Though your grace had tempered the tempest

And rejuvenated, when my soul did bleed

My counted blessings now like grains

Shall remain relic of your great worth

You made bountiful like drop of rains

That grace, without which I always, fell short

Your place is beyond the measure of worth

For its roots is in Gods own heart

Surely from above you decided to come forth

And with my soul forged an eternal pact

You are my grace in human form

Your broke the darkest rule

And separated me from the storm

That now you have become my silent miracle

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Nigerian Writer: If Then

Felix Brambaifa

If circumstance were permanent

Then suicide would become choice

If God to prayers remain silent

Then on his grace I rest my curse

If fates were written on stone

Then the purpose of life is scorn

If what we reap is what we have sown

Then why do children fall before a gun

If tears must fall each time we mourn

Then the world a bed of sea would have become

If man cannot truly live without the sun

Then why does it hide when we face the storm?

If traditions were indeed without errors

Then the hinterlands would know no tragedy

If pastors to Africans are not traitors

Then pagans would be choirs of heavens melody

If the will of Angels is truly to obey

Then who pushed Lucifer and told a false tale?

If heaven is most suitable to stay

Then marijuana would surely be on sale

If homosexuals were created by divine will

Then God must be the oldest bisexual

If it is wrong to have the intent to kill

Then why has God not denied devil the chance to prowl?

If hell is the opposite of heaven

Then why is earth not covered in fire?

If what we have is all that is given

Then why is man judged for his desire?

If all said to you make no sense

Then you do not understand the agony of life

If you have ever smelt humanities stench

Then you know, God is male and you, his wife

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Nigerian Writer: Unchained

Felix Brambaifa

By Felix Brambaifa

My heart is set on purpose
Your remorse before it is frail
Ours is now like a withered rose
Onto death its destiny must sail

Take with you the memories
Whether sweet or bitter, its yours
For me, they inflict great miseries
Reminder, your love became a curse

Not a moment for thoughts of you
Nor in loneliness wish our union reforged
Now i know good maidens are few
Not even available in Gods own church

Carry your pride further beyond
To a place ignorance high esteemed
Make of him this shattered bond
But a slave he becomes to your greed

Never a man more unfortunate than him
than he fettered to your cold embrace
A minion now to your caprice and whim
Unchained, doomed for a terrible disgrace

Finally i must run beyond your reach
No more victim to the songs of your deceit
Free from the doctrines your deceit do preach
Your claims over me you now forfeit

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Nigerian Writer: Miserable

Felix Brambaifa

The cry of the miserable

Is like the whispers in a waste land

Its strength determine, but feeble

And so hope is impossible to find

There, exists only the feel of desolation

Of the kind, akin only to despair

The will to survive clouded in confusion

For the agony of loneliness brings fear

The shadow of abandonment looms tall

Like the darkness that precedes deaths hand

When its purpose must enforce the spiritual fall

Into a realm, where all fates be bound

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Nigerian Writer: Love Embrace

By Felix Brambaifa

I will wrap you in warm embrace

And evoke emotions in pleasurable ways

To make each moment a tale of its own

To prove that love can sometimes be written on stone

Together our chapters shall break bounds

Transgressing beyond limits and confines

To speak for itself where love is no more

Erupting the amorous waters in that arid shore

The whispers shall make rumors spread

Our details, its flame through gossips be fed

As if it were the endemic fires of choleras

Asked to abate, not by potions but prayers

Surely our fame shall linger through time

And become pleasing like natures rhyme

All because your love charitably was forged

And my hearts reciprocity could not be grudged

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Nigerian Writer: Spirit

Felix O Brambaifa

What path must undoubtedly lead there

Such as the mystics once knew

Embraced by the ambitions of man

But known only by the diligent few

Some proclaim its content be

The scriptural confusions of priests

Whose ranting can unveil nothing

But their hunger during religious feasts

Man no longer behold the answers within

Because the illusions of appearance beckons

He calls the manifestations of change, miracle

Because of ignorance, the crown of his treasures

      The road is assuredly within

      From whence all can be clearly seen

Stop this foolish unholy parade

Of being constantly contrite and above faults

For it is against the patterns we were made

To walk our trials upon Gaia’s face

Our errors made are truly ordained

The mirror to verify our innate deficiencies

Not the mortal sin our souls so stained

Must beg cleansing from the great above

In humility not guilt we must stand

Even when misconduct seems to prevail

The purpose is of a transcendental kind

Of which through failures perfection becomes

        The source God is but only spirit

        And through spirit him we shall meet

In prepared silence we must all call out

Not to the assumed falsities of clergies

Whose concerns are powers over others

But to spirit, aloof all mortal vices

The concealed cause of our existence

The surest bridge to that great yonder

Obstinate before man’s spurned confusions

Above that which mans ignorance can plunder

It was through spirit the path was forged

Through spirit the celestial pact eternally made

Through spirit can we find the source God

And into spirit we must return when time do fade

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Nigerian Writer: How Could I?

By Felix Brambaifa
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Many years chronicler of our tryst
When our communion held sway
The particulars of that great warmth
Whose fires kindled without delay

It was on that ordained dawn
Our paths interfused became one
As if by Cupids very injunction
Our heart into a synthesis was born

The timidity of youth before you faltered
As my guts made torrents of affirmations
To make glaring the brewing passion within
In words to express without any confusions

But all was to the merit of time
As your honor spoke of that ancient flame
Whose embers your will had once consented
That now an hindrance it was to my claim

Seasons it met, the measurement of my quest
With efforts of love my heart perpetuated its course
Like a mermaid against the current of the waves
Though persistent, it was without the barbarity of force
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Then a day only the gods could have prompted
The momentums of your heart you made plain
The very reciprocity to my claims you permitted
And a new chapter of warmth thus enacted

What pledge shall concretize my solemn oaths
To stay the turbulence which in suddenness do sprout?
What will to quell the passions that do demotes
Loves resilience before the perfidy from wanton lust?

Though now I may lack the answers I seek
But through you shall no mystery abound
For when into the limpid streams of your heart I peek
I behold strength, beyond that which is deceit

So let tomorrow come if it must
And to trial put this union we cherish
Then I swear we shall kiss not the dust
Or through pains our love come to perish

For you have become that enduring love
The constant flame within my heart
And my answers to prayers from above
To this end how could I possibly forget?

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Nigeria Writer: Divine

By Felix Brambaifa

The cries of heaven so unknown

But yet lingers through the night

All that she seek is her own

Their freedom from illusory fright

But the veil so long maintained

Provokes their conditioned bigotry

The fanaticism religiously sustained

Without the prodding of rational enquiry

She begs for her children's choice

To comprehends life's metaphysics

For that enlightenment through their voice

To make the spiritual their basis

 Before her all men stands equal

And her divine will without favour

Prepares men for life's trials and fall

Born not as victims this reality must devour

But through hardship come to evolution

The fabric through which gods are sewn

And so aligned to heavens true intention

And our once illusory reality made anew

Come to her without claims of right

For are we not all from the source

Propagated by her procreative might

That we can despite our diversity unite

My path shall unto that end engage

Like the solitary vigor of an hermit

Embracing the routes of ancient pilgrimage

Making the life of the mystics my habit

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Nigerian Writer: Government

By Felix brambaifa

Void of virtues they greedily match forth

The promulgation of doctrines the intent

A guide for a society of mans great worth

But the inherent light is already far spent

Everything is by the content of mind

There is no disparity from its origin

For as the morality of a man is blind

So shall their outpourings be misleading

Mans civilization is perilously unto nothing

In vain we thrive on the profits of the physical

Though its ripeness is the bringer of suffering

The prosperity of it to our essence is inimical

So why do we rely on the craft of our forges

When we do little for the spirit self within

Why do we diminish the value of common senses,

Mandating complexities, that it be the main thing?

The doctrines of man is complete misfits

From his intent the disorder is designed

So in hypocrisy, there are made explicit

To make men victims, their essence confined

These doctrines must do deliberate disservice

Though they be paraded under the guise of welfare

To place most men under unwarranted mercies

That would prove to show that power is unfair

Behold the evil that goads the administrators

Know these glimpse of lights are marks of deceit

Come to know there are our greatest tormentors

From the origin it was made to lead us to defeat

The doctrines makes profits for the few selected

A co-ordinated attempt at reducing our collective will

The physical laws is the runes of the demented

It was constructed to constrain our innate will

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Nigerian Writer: Apart

By Felix Brambaifa

There is no condition to restrain

Like flood the deluge of my pain

The cherished embers flames no more

Like torches cast upon a watery floor

So still the mien surrounding us

Like the fate of an ancient curse

History it becomes of past memories

Erased and vanquished by recent miseries

Our embrace like the deep of cold night

Takes shape like horrible incantations sent

Promises of yesterday is now like distant light

Towards remedy, we are without strength

The active craving of our hearts falters

There is now no melody convenient enough

For vexation is the charity of our tempers

As we aptly disdain all that which is love

So it be wise we embrace our different path

To keep safe the residue from memories wall

To gladly accept the condition of being apart

Before stagnant emotions takes a reckless fall

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Nigerian Writer: Kelsy Senibo Tambo (1992-2011)

In memory of

Kelsy Senibo Tambo (1992-2011)

By

Felix Brambaifa

Your earthly memories must now linger

For now it becomes our constant bane

A debt to which we must all surrender

In the duty of love for the reward of pain

So unfair how others fall and we yet exist

To continue in grief until that time ordained

When reality is altered, no matter the greed to resist

Into a place uncertain, where we are then detained

What comes afterwards we would never know

But unto you I shall come without fear

Where physical bond altered must spiritually regrow

A love of old rekindled with you my dear

Gradually it comes the day of reckoning

When this curtain falls and another raised

We are all cursed to this inevitable foreboding

Which when triumphant our earthly time erased

Grief the detail and character of my soul

As I lament the remembrance of moments past

Of experienced laughs this demise stole

That togetherness I had wished would last

Until the time comes I choose to remember

Your purity for which earth was thus unworthy

Your embrace and warmth during last December

During which I thought our time was for eternity

To you I insist that there must come no end

For my will falters when I must say goodbye

Your memories I would live to strongly defend

I will bid no farewell and this is certainly no lie

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Nigeria Writer: Never Again

By Felix Brambaifa

Taste the deep salt of my tears

Realize that my heart is tethered in despairs

Taste the solitude that binds me

Then you shall realize I seek to be free

Many the concerns that waft through

But none to measure the contents of my grief

This reality is to all but a domineering few

Whose vanity drives their rectitude adrift

My bond from childhood was forged

So I had pledged to a service of truth

But now my confidence deeply scorched

Erstwhile loyalties must now bear ill fruit

How vain the pursuit of the commoner

Whose gaze pierces not even his own ignorance

How certain he might never become the dreamer

Whose visions take to account his annoyance

Never again shall I subscribe to be part of this

Never again shall I claim nonchalance

To embrace quietude when events go amiss

When the clandestine make their stance

Judge not unfairly the particulars of my origin

For as a Nigerian I am greatly aware of shame

And her wickedness that makes us all scream

I am victim to the vices that brings her fame

So now I stand on the grounds of convictions

And disavow all commitments to her gains

To make ridicule of her false constitutions

Which forever has held us all under chains

With resolve I wash anew my defiled dignity

And put before suspicion things of government

For it was and still is the hand that brings calamity

And for their sake did we endure cruel torment

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