Day 1

I'm lost, ma
Everything I despise
I've become, ma
Scared of monsters
Now I'm one, ma
Your gentleman son
Is gone, ma


Since you left
I've fell in love, ma
Still in love but it
Won't last long, ma
It's the way I feel
How I feel is strong, ma
If she knows who I am
She'd be gone, ma


Do you know the kinds
Of drugs I am on, ma?
I sip anything
Swallow tramadol, ma
When I can't get it
I overdose on Panadol, ma
I find joy when I can't
Stand at all, ma


I feel something
But it's not enough, ma
I feel hollow, and I
Miss you so much, ma
When you were alive
We go days, months ma
But at least I know you're there
Though we don't talk, ma

©Jigs Lionheart


This little corner of mine
Nothing seems perfect ma
Pain guised in broken laughter
There is no glory in your absence, ma

Just a slice of bread,
I can't pay the price ma,
You know the last bucks I had
You chose to dwell inside ma,

I took blunt for the hunger,
But I need your advise ma,
The other day I sold ego away
Just for a cup of rice ma,
And I'm running from my kins too,
Too many tons of lies ma,

I fell in love so many times,
But they have all gone away, ma
Without the doughs these girls ain't loyal,
What existed among us were broken ties,ma
They all left like when
death knocks life away,
Without a goodbye, ma.

This little corner of mine,
I still breath hordes of pain ma,
I'm drowning into uncertainties,
I'm going insane ma,
It has been long since you replied my text,
When shall we see again ma?
How's life over there?
This one looks disdain ma.


© Sam Alfred

Day1

I fell in love not knowing i had just offered Myself to be slaughtered...
Many times I will look round even
as I have you,you are no where to be found



Love broke me took my everything and leaving just me
under this despicable, mesirable condition


I had seen love felt love but what I felt to me was kanta not real
would I love again
would I smile again

cus my will to love my will to share
was shattered when you came in the picture.


(C) briggson07

Day2

To hell to you all in black
you claim to be a friend where as
You are very spooky

Treat we the indigens of the street
with love and respect,

We don't respect you not becus we want to
but because you treat us with scorn,
sometimes I wonder and ponder if we had
a fight in our last world

To hell to you all in black
You claim to be a friend where as
You are very spooky

Don't end me,end crime ,end rape
end slavery and we will give some
thumbs up
I mean clap for you.

Love us
and we will love u too
men in black.


(C) briggsons07

Day 2

I tried in keeping it away,
But my emotions outweighs me rather,
I shouldn't have said those words again,
Can't believe we're starting a new chapter,

My nights here now looks lonely,
And this is killing my very soul,
How's my life a good story,
If leaving me astray is your goal,

Never knew it'd reached this far,
Sometimes the truth is better left untold
Never knew you would hurt this bad,
And this is killing me also.

I wish I could've buried those bones,
But they'll would have still breath life again,
And memories they say hurt the soul,
So letting the pain is the only gain.

It's not my fault I'm this bad,
Society crafts my pain this way,
I wish I could've never disregard,
Your emotions, because the truth now looks insane

My trust is in the drain now,
And I'm drowning through,
My breathing skeletons is insane now,
And it's all for you

You needed to know the past,
There's no glory in forgetting home,
But then it's you I lose at last,
My home is dying slow.

Yet I still live as the man,
A man that love your flaws,
Despite failing all your plans,
But it's you I love in all.

© *Sam Alfred*

Phone's switched off
I've been calling and calling
You won't see me either
Help me, please! I'm falling
All because I screwed the pooch
Now I'm yelling screw the truth
Ran out of ways to say sorry
I don't know what else to do

I know we say the past is the past
But my past is a trap that could resurface
I understand if you're hurting
But see the past for what it is; the past

I screwed up. I took advise from friends
From books, preaching transparency
That's got my girl hating me
And it hurts. I'm hurt

When you're in love
And skeletons gets dug
Love turns to disdain
Scorn, contempt, disgust
And worse thing is, you're right
And though I'm in pain, I was wrong

Wrong to let you see me, for who I am
A man, moulded in the image
Of his environment
A man, who loves you too much
More than he could afford

A man who should've kept the skeletons buried

A man
Who loves you
And won't blame you
For what happens next

A man
Who wishes
You well, as you
Move on, from his life

A man
Who's sorry
He was open
And too transparent
And the result, he lost you

Some skeletons
Are better off
Staying buried.

©Jigs Lionheart

5 days Poetry Challenge Day three(3)

In here we lay,
Still holding the last rope of fate,
Still licking our large wounds,
Crafted by men
Who puts the pockets of their brothers into their purses,

Sierra Leone,

It's greed that sets us asunder,
To every mourn from the streets,
To every a crying baby,
To every a deprived youth,
To every a starved orphan,
To every a wretched mother,
Our leaders who thus work in blur,
Hath failed to listen,
Conscience has slipped off their fingers,

Sierra Leone,

After gaining independence since eons ago,
We're are still dependants,

Sierra Leone.

© Sam Alfred

Nigeria
Your people
Suffer, and yet
They smile, and get
Accustomed to the pain
Like an addict, do they beg
One last doze, the joints
Freed,, mind chained
As they struggle
And struggle
Nigeria


Nigeria
Your wealth
Lies with the one
Percentile, who still
Rob the poor 99 percent
This one percent are in every
Political office you have
Greedy lots, are these
And yet they rob
The others
Nigeria

©Jigs Lionheart

Day 4


Rated as the prerequisite for a good afterlife
Empty promises they plant on the mind
Lately, I struggle to see it's promises
In its name, are lots of evils perpetrated
Gradually, its mask is being ripped off
In bits and bits, we see how it's made up
Of course are they holy! They're the wise ones
Nowadays, they sin and unsin it in the name of God


In the end, we serve a forgiving God
Surely, he's forgiven us the sin of living and then dying


An avenue for corruption and laziness


Servers of a sovereign God lives lavishly
Completely in poverty, are their members
Also, its leaders seeks wars, their listeners die
Men, when will we be wise?


Religion is a scam




©Jigs Lionheart