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I'm who I am,
'Cos I was made so.
You're who you are,
'Cos you were made so.


I can't be you,
'Cos I am me.
You can't be me,
'Cos you're you.


So, why are you me?
When I'm already me.
And why am I you?
When you're already you.


It's inane to have me, as you,
And to have you, as me;
'Cos you were made you,
And I was made me.


You can't be me,
And I can't be you;
As it's better you, as you,
And me, as me.


(c) Ikenna C. Igwe

In there lies the cheese; Sniffing. Enticing. Drawing.
Yummy - calling out loudly.
Should resist. Should be gone.
But the urge...oh, the urge...so hot.
Can this be a trap? Maybe.
A furtive glance all round.
The coast seems clear. Safe.
But why in there...in that glassy thing?
What's it called again?...
ah, yes, a bottle.
Sniffing. Watching. Waiting. Vibrating.
Haven't had a decent meal in days.
In there, danger. Out here, hunger.
Think. Think. Think. Quick. Quick. Quick.
I can do this. Fast in. Fast out.
What's the worst thing that can happen?
Hungry and alive. Satisfied and dead.
But the cheese smells so delicious.
Craving trumped caution.
Made a mad dash for it.
Hardly in when the bottle closed.
A determined sound. Too bad.
Well, at least I've got the cheese.
Instantly gobbled it up - And calmly waited for an unknown fate.

(c) Ikenna C. Igwe

Out comes the object of derision,
Conceived after a hasty union along an unlit alley,
By a mother wholly enslaved to syringes
And a father utterly imprisoned by bottles.
The brawls were painfully endless -
Shouting, slapping, kicking, and smashing.
For ages I remained a constant reminder of error - the bridge linking two wrongs.
I grew up, thickly blanketed by rejection and hate, and soon found solace hugging the streets -
Gleefully content as the devil's lieutenant.
Clearly, I was marked; born by bad, born for bad.
I delightedly played the black messenger;
Drinking, lying, stealing, drugging, hurting...
I got dipper into hell's pit -
A soul entirely spun out of order; surely damned.
I continually ate and drank vile - of all sorts.
But the emptiness...oh, the emptiness...it hurt;
Burning, ripping, searing, slicing, tearing...
The ghostly voice just wouldn't let me be!
'Son...you're much more than this...
Let me in...I can help... just let me in.'
For so long I fought it... yes, I violently fought it:
'Leave me alone! Get away from me!'
But it kept on; pushing, pressing, pleading...
I couldn't go on; I was so ablaze within.
Desperate, wretched, broken, and crying - I let it in.
The change was gloriously instant - a transformation
Solidly nailed to peace, purity and hallowed purpose.
At last, I was whole - whole and home.
That night was magic...
the night I was reborn.


(c) Ikenna C. Igwe

Nice poems. Loved your rhymes. Keep up the good work! You'll go places.

Do you guys know that 92 other words can be formed from the word 'planets'? Below are some of them:

plan, plane, pan, pet, pane, peal, pant, plate, pat, plant, pale, pen, pent, peat, pea, past, panel, pal, paste, plea, lap, let, late, leap, last, lane, lean, lest, lent, at, as, ant, ate, asp, an,apt, ape, ale, net, nap, nape, neat, eat, east, ten, tap, tape, tale, sap, set, sat, slap, span, sane, slate, stale, slant, staple, steal, splat, spat, spate, spent, slept, snap,seat.....complete the rest guys!

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