Akpanke Stella is a poet that lives in Bwari of Abuja, Nigeria. she wrote lots of amazing poetry and story. Here Stella comes with their new masterpiece book "The Art of Spoken Words". The art of the spoken word is a book that employs the use of spoken word poetry to address pressing issues facing individuals today. Youths are also not left out as it magnifies the challenges in our social life we all encounter
Here we show some of the content from the book. So anyone can decide whether this book is useful for them or not
KARMA
What you sow is what you'll reap
That has always been the law of karma,
What you reap is what you've sown,
Could thing's get serious any further?
When you commit an evil deed,
That's figurative for sowing a seed,
But due to covetousness and greed,
They ignore salvation, but isn't that just what they need?
What goes around comes around,
That may just be a myth,
But in the course of life, most people have found,
That the truth does not aim to please.
Karma's a bitch,
That phrase has only been uttered by those who've seen her bad side,
Karma's no bitch,
Justice has always been her way of life.
So whatever you do, don't forget,
Doing good never brings regret,
And for all evildoers,
Karma's not the only punishment basis,
Forsake evil, don't act like losers,
For you just might attract to your doorstep- NEMESIS!
INDEPENDENCE
The whites decided to gather together in a round table,
'Surely', they discussed, 'this Africans are never able',
'They claim they have a colony but nothing gets done,
Let us go to that continent and have their so-called leaders summoned'.
Off they went into that dark continent called 'Africa',
They came into our lands and set out to make a replica,
They imposed their constitutions on us totally unfair,
And decided to make out of blacks- English men.
They came to us with seemingly good intentions,
With our good hearts, we said 'of course you're welcome',
We will repair your roads, schools, and flaws,
When in truth, they set out to destroy us all.
Slowly and slowly realization dawned,
They made slaves out of us and our sons,
We tried to resist but it was too late,
The colonial masters had already sealed our fates.
We must stand up to what we believe in,
These white men cannot trample us under feet,
We too had our own discussion at a round table,
We will fight and show them we are able.
Years and years past and nothing happened,
That single fact cannot leave our spirits dampened,
We as the younger generations must continue what our fathers started,
To defeat them, we must first have them parted.
Scholars rose out of Africa and took up our freedom March,
They all stood atop that marble Arch,
Nelson Mandela, Herbert Macaulay, and the likes saw victory for us,
But we definitely must remain strong.
The white men saw that Africa was about to regroup,
But they brushed it all aside as foolproof,
'The Africans we know are never capable'
We subdued them, and that alone is proof.
Finally, we chased them out of our continent,
The fact that we're able became apparent,
Africa fought and strove for her lands,
The whites forcefully let go of our hands,
For together we're no longer dependent,
We have finally gained our independence.
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THE ART OF SPOKEN WORDS
WRITTEN AND COMPILED BY AKPANKE STELLA
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