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It was almost 10 o’clock and I could feel the gentle breeze whispering softly from a distance. I couldn’t even turn on the radio, my stress levels were coursing through the skies and I could hear my heart’s hasty rhythm screaming at the top of its voice. The blood flowing through my blood vessels must have been boiling hot as my palms continually oozed out warm Fluids. It felt like a volcano within me was going to erupt.
It was very dark, most vendors and civilians had taken to their homes as early departure was a familiar culture in this town.

Then it happened, I could see 3 distinct flashlights up ahead and I was sure it was them, the Nigerian police force, but they weren’t supposed to be on this road this night, especially this night, this wasn’t their usual checkpoint or their usual routine. I was embraced by an overwhelming fear, my hands started to shake and I was breaking out sweat from every pore on my skin. I couldn’t tell what they’d do or think, her body was still fresh and so I was a little lucky because there was no odor yet. I was so much in a hurry to get rid of the body that I forgot to properly conceal it.

Oga park park, were the next words that pierced through the air and onto my eardrums, who get this motor? Wetin Dey your boot? Where your paper? Where are you going? Where are you coming from? One question immediately followed the other and I wasn’t sure where to start from or which one was more important, so I warmly greeted him; oga mi sir una well done oh.

Something I said must have irritated him, I wasn’t sure what it was, so I quickly brought out my drivers’ license and started apologizing, hoping he’d forget about opening my boot.

And then right there. There was another flashlight approaching and I could swear I saw a halo ring over his head, the approaching policeman shouted oga you no won do normal abi, I had never been so glad to hear such words. I immediately reached for my wallet, my anxiety had taken a break, I opened the wallet and it was empty, my pupils dilated, my anxiety had a smirk on its face. I ran my fingers through my pocket and found 50 Naira, but stretching forth my hands and presenting such an amount would only get them insulted and agitated.

novakane:
Happy children's day to y'all... Lol sorry was just Kidding

nicely done.

Knock knock

[color=#990000][/color]I'm lost, Lost in a world filled with road signs
Questioning my questions like how is it why?
Stumbled down the road, I lost my footing when I walked away from the solid rock
Drawing up negative things, yh I know very much that I suck
Help me I'm lost, lost in a home filled with family and friends
It feels all staged shouldn't every movie have an end
How this was gonna wrap up depended on how the song began,
The growing evil in heart pointed fingers at my roots
I planned to weed it out but I was still enjoying all her fruits
Who could have known bad tasted so good
I tried to ship my thoughts away but I kept drowning in her pool
I couldn't reach out to my father cos I was still holding on to you
I scream Jesus take the wheel cos she keeps driving me crazy
I don't want the lead role no more, I want you as the star
Lighting up these dark roads and holding me in his arms

Roger that princy, Poetry after party it is.

Thanks G. All the poems were on point. Thumbs up yall.

Tgirl4real: yea, I loved your poem. Apt and on point. I think you got my highest points too, but certainly not 100% lol

The seductress is hapless...who could have imagined such justice would be done to the topic.

I loved princesa's Guilty of death by default. lovely string of words that best interpretes the topic.

Classicdea's Alter ego did it for me among all those that chose it. lovely!

And ha, female circumcision by Scorpidmo wasn't bad either.

Those are the ones I can remembrr for now.

Lovely job to you all. You all did well.

Reserved for 16
My Alter Ego

Designer: Classicdea

Why I chose 'My alter ego' poem?
I chose 'alter ego' as the theme/title of my poem because of all the topics listed, it kinda called out to me, sounds demented but I've always felt like someone else lives is in me. So I felt why not let elaborate and *bam* it was like the perfect topic.

My unique experience and constraints as a poet and a designer
Well working with myself was no big deal. But working with my assigned poet was kinda tasking but fun, had to make several changes, several designs for him(badmusace). Communication and technical equipments were the main issues but we resolved them eventually.

About 'My alter ego' poem
Ladies and gentlemen,
Poetry is art, and what better way to express art than using art itself. 'My alter ego' A poem about a person in a person is meant to shed light on an inner me, a second me perhaps.
For the first verse the poem introduces my alter ego as a functioning part of me, a part of me capable of having thoughts and ideas.. For the second verse, I tried to explain our relationship and characteristics. For instance. 'Infringe on my privacy' states we share memories, nothing is hidden and privacy is almost unattainable. The word infringe means 'to violate or to trespass'. His negativity was reflected in the last three lines of the second verse 'the lex luthor to my clark kent' this phrase is idiomatic in a sense, if you have watched or heard about smallville you'll understand the relationship between lex luthor and kent, its that of a hero, villain thing .
Further I tried to explain with the third verse our synchrony and unity, stating 'two sides of a coin', a comparison with an everyday currency, having to different sides but still glued to the same metallic alloy. Like the pieces of a two-piece puzzle. The word 'fathom' means understand .While the fourth verse gives an insight of my alter ego. A verse inspired by him.
The penultimate and concluding verses just put the icing on the cake.

The piece of art using in illustration
I tried as much as possible to portray the message of the poem as clearly as possible, this piece says it all,literally,the poem is written therein.
However, the background of the picture shows a face consisting of two half faces, like I said earlier pieces of a two- piece puzzle, the two different faces illustrate me and my alter ego. You could differentiate them by their eye colour,facial hairs, nose and even lips. The amazing thing about this is that they both come together to give a single being, ME.

The message
I was basically trying to express myself, my alter ego. People usually doubt me, but I think its very plausible. So I hope I pointed out at the topic from a different view, a personally perspective.
Hope it was all soothing and worth your time. Thanks for reading. -Classicdea