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90 MINUTES OF LIFE

1st min The whistle was blown when the doctor yelled ''push!''. The pass was given when the nurse cut the umblical cord. Free kick Ouch Blood everywhere, So I won a free kick. This game just started ''bloodily'' I was the ball, They played me from half to half. So they called me ''bouncing baby boy''. Ignorant of the insults I rained on them, they smiled while I shed tears. They said, ''This baby is from Heaven''. I agreed. Cos the door I came through was very narrow; so I came head first. Dribbling. They kept me in a sac called amiotic. Waiting for me to join the statistic. But 45mins into the game, I became artistic. Wanting the best in life made me optimistic. Half time. Talk with my God. Where do I go? How do I go? When do I go? 2nd half. Good job Good wife Good children. That's all I need. Final minutes. Now, they play me in the 18yard box. Ready to kick me into the wood-like net.
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ON THE MIC 2

When words dance to unheard tunes on the lines of your sheet, As you breathe life onto them, death suffers defeat. The urge to bring the page to stage stirs. Then the cares of life we share moves from despair into repair. Our efforts are not useless. When we stand before the crowd and allow words to spill from our reserve; we deserve an applause. And still, we seek to preserve - Preserve our names behind the blue and red wires of the microphone. Our images are printed behind every stanza, verse and line. We refuse to be beaten, Every handiwork is fine. We tell our stories from the bottom of our hearts, So there's meaning in every line-it's a replica of our hearts. When we're on the mic, things happen. When we're on the mic, we happen. Revelation Poet ©2016 http://revelationpoet.blogspot.com Like my Facebook page too: Revelation Poet #CWC #PoetryBankGroup
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OUR PRIDE RAN OUT

Our pride ran out, So we ran after it. We chased it down the road till we caught up with it. We took it by the hand, And lifted it up. We made sure it stood firm; We woke its legs up. They saw us in public, Brushing it up. They said a lot of things like "we were making it up". It took a whole day, But we made it stand up. It was immature, So we made it grow up. We spent energy in chasing it; So it was time to pay up. We drank our pride back in, So now, we could sit up. We bowed our heads in shame; But now we could look up. We were stigmatized and bruised; Now we could chin up. Now we've got our pride back, It was time to man up. Cos once we were down, Today we're allowed up. Revelation Poet ©2016 http://revelationpoet.blogspot.com/ Like my Facebook page too: Revelation Poet #CWC #PoetryBankGroup #ConsciousHashtags #3noaaaNono
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THE DAY WE DIED and some other stuff

Day after day, the same way, we count the days we have left to live. There's no problem with that. Just that our minds grow in sync with that info, so we mentally shorten our own lives. We've got nothing to lose. And hence a lot to gain. So the more we count our days, The more the pain. This is just Free-writing. There's nothing more to it. Just heed to the advice because it's legit. I'm walking down writer's block, wondering where to go. So I'm just scribbling; I've got nowhere to go. Writer's block is a hard thing to hit. It's like fishing with a bottle cork. It's true some of these lines don't fit; I'm just emptying my stock. Don't mind me wae, Writer's block is not real. It's just an illusion; One which can kill💣. Don't stop writing, And blame it on an illusion. Merge your art with passion, Now that's what you call a fusion. Writer's block is for dummies. For lazy people and co. H
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NO CREATIVITY ALLOWED

If you think some people are born creative and you're not one of them, think again. What makes some people more creative than others is that they nurture their creativity. In fact, experts say that creativity is primarily a learned skill . And like any other skill you want to learn, it requires that you put in some hard work and effort. It's not enough to just want to be creative--it takes daily dedication to push yourself into original thoughts and expressive ideas. Too often, though, the biggest thing standing in the way may be your own habits. Here eight of the worst creativity killers. If you recognize them in your life, cut them out now. Click [ HERE ] to download PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT
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WHAT SUNDAY'S SON SAYS

Sunday is the first day of the week; The alpha of days. The beginning of creation, Let's hear what it says... *in sunday's voice* "My name is Sunday. I'm the hideout of both good and bad. People use me as a measure of their righteousness. They drop their stained souls at the feet of Saturday and start Monday with them. I see them all... I see those who are good, I see those who are bad. I see them all..." That was Sunday, The first born of the week. To whom it may concern, Let him hear..  Revelation Poet ©2016 Please leave a comment Click HERE to follow on Facebook. 
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