joy

Be My Date

Ugonna Wachuku

 

Smile your smile.
Be your real self.
Dream your dream.

  

Do your kind thing.
If you wish, get angry.
Let-off steam. But don't
heap it on me. You can
let the pigs at Decapolis
have it. I wouldn't mind.
But wait, people could
mind.

 

Anyway, life goes on.
Just don't let it go on

as usual. Do something
different. Build new dreams.
Plant roses and its thorns.
Be good to somebody. There
are so many hurting souls
out there.

 

View sprawling landscapes.
Watch eagles and me soar.
Smell the luring earth.
Till the soil. Plant new
crops. Watch them grow.
Eat no junk food. Care
for your life and body.
Don't mind the cat story.
You aint got nine lives.

 

Do something different,
my dear. Listen to the
whistling pine. Hear
the waterfall draw patterns
and streams throught the
forest. Admire the dolpins. 

 

Cherish and uphold heaven's
love for humanity. Reach
beyond the stars. Let God's
breath lead you on. Just be
willing and available.

Climb unbending mountains and
hills. View the valley. Have
hope. Build love. Just love
those little children. Show
them the good, loving way.
Stop hatred and racism.

 

Build mansions of peace and
brotherhood over terrorism.
Do something different,
beautiful one. Just do
something different, humanity.

 

Listen to my heartbeat in
its loving rhythm. Be my love.
If you will. Just be my date,
beautiful one. Kingdom one.
Smiling faces and beating
hearts are waiting:

 

Just be
my date
And

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Silence

Ugonna Wachuku 

 

There's grave silence

accross the earth seen. 

Hidden hearts preach in 

cities for growth, for

social justice, for

dying humankind's

well-being globally, 

for fertile farmlands

and humane harvest. 

Inequality blooms!

Silence! You don't 

count! 

 

Church bells are silently

ringing at the distance.

Temple bells are also 

ringing. And Mosque 

calls mingle with these 

ringing bells alive. 


I can hear the women
and men singing. I hear 

humankind singing: 
I can hear you from
Essertines. I can hear

you from Nigeria!

I can hear you from

Mexico! I can hear

you from these United

States of America!

I am 

human! 

I am

red

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o

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d

!

 

I can hear you from
the woods. I can hear 

you from this earth!

I am uncounted

human! 

 

I can hear your voice
from the other village.
Yet, you are so far
away. But I am still

human unloved! 

 

But with the clustered
brilliance of your waving
hair, you will come in
silence. 

 

At the warmth of the
evening sun, you will
smile in silence. I too
will watch in silence.  

 

Night shall come with
golden lamps to give
you hope and unforgotten
love with cherishment;
to give you the silence
of yearning hearts walking
the lush landscape of my
beckoning soul: 

 

That loving mutness in
sweet sad silence seen 

across our breathing 

blue earth!

 

There's grave silence

accross the earth seen. 

Hidden hearts preach in 

cities for growth, for

resilience, for soothing

social justice, for fresh 

farming and harvest, 

for dying humankind's

well-being, globally!

Inequality is King!

Skin colour brightly 

bars in hidden

hearts! 

 

Silence! 

Silence!  

Silence!

 

Yet, I can hear your

handsome hate from

the

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Sing me a Song

Ugonna Wachuku

 

That the moon may shine;
that the stars may bloom;

that flowers may blossom;
that birds may sing:

 

Sing me a song.
Sing me a song from
the depths of the sea.

 

Sing me a song from
the love in your heart.

 

Sing me a song from
the beauty that is you.
Let me feel the beat
of your heart at noon
when the sun is high
on the horizon.

 

Let me be near you
and in you for the
love that we share;
for the care you
uphold.

 

Let me not depart
from your presence.

 

Let the smiling stars
be there to welcome us
at the beginning -
from lush, inspiring
landscapes and meadow
sea shores.

 

Let humanity learn
from the love within
our love. Let angellic
hands play this music
of the bountiful soul
from generation to
generation.

 

Just sing me a song.
And let me be who
I am because I too
will sing you a song
from my deep soul;
and let you be who
you are!

 

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Make Me Whole

Ugonna Wachuku

 

The day drags on slowly.
But there are gardens and
flowers to be planted.

 

There are seeds to be
sown for the harvest.
There are shadows and
dreams to be seen.

 

There are tears to be
shed; and smiles to be
given on the threshold
of a new beginning.

 

In my soul;
in the deeper me;
far from the world
and heart that you
know in me, lies that
yawning yearning to
live; to drink from
your life-giving well.

 

With tears and pleas;
with a broken heart and
shattered dreams, I state
my pain. I shed tears.

 

I share my dreams
with you; my longings.
I bring my broken pieces
to you; the Potter's
Hands.

 

When, at last, I find
my narrow way to that
eternal abode of your
loving grace, I will
fall flat; and my only
plea will be that you
make me whole. 

 

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Awakening

Ugonna Wachuku    

 

Nothing else but you moves
my soul through life and
clouds of beauty and joy.

 

When the story of my life
is told, let your hand of
the spirit remember my
yearning soul.

 

Let your song of the spirit
build torches of hope and
kindness to light the path
which others like me will
follow.

 

Let your beauty and love
awaken hidden gifts and
treasures in my life.   

 

And when all the sheaves
are brought in, let humanity
know that the greatest gift
you gave me was, is and will
ever be the awakening of my
deepest soul for the march
through heaven's gate. All
the way to calvary, you
awakened eternity for my
soul! 

 

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Whisper

Ugonna Wachuku  

 

 

All for: Farah Didi of Maldives!

 

 

This new day, there is
heaven's healing in your
heart for the lofty land.
The rainbow begins a trail
to you and to nature with
smiles and caring colours.
Winds glide.
Stars watch
through your
eyes on blue
clouds.  

 

Shadows of the moon beam

depart for a journey to you.
Like birds of spring, you
walk through these flowers
to build new, loving dreams
on the moon's moving mild mind.  

 

Winds glide from your blue,
smiling sea into nature and
my heart. New inspiration
blooms for this eagle soul.
And islands in the sea are
born anew for the people's
well-being and refreshing
wholeness.  

 

Then, on distant islands
where drumbeats echo
hopeful rhythms, you
become a singing and  
soulfully uplifting,
flower face. in the
emerging sun of your
land's early dawn.
Hope is born anew.
Life is enriched
with heavenly
bounties for the
journey ahead.  

 

You whisper to the wind
and to me. You empower
dear dreams through hopeless
landscapes. You draw precious
patterns of the healing rainbow
on dark threatening clouds.
And there is
hope and
healing
for the
land
.
.
.

 

This new day, when the bountiful
rain meets you, you shall be headed
for home and love. There, whispering
winds, nightingales and whistling
pines shall tell you the story
of this healing love unchained
in everyone's heart and mine too.  

 

On fertile farmlands of home
and today, eagles begin to come
home with the hope of hearing
your enriching story:  

 

Just whisper.
Whisper to those
eagles. Whisper
to nature and to
me. And your
bountiful story
will be told.
Just whisper
and the land
will be born
anew with
heavenly
hope and
care in
bounties
of the
early
morning
beauty.  

 

In your caring eyes,
this new day, there
is hope and healing for
the land. Just whisper
and the earth will hear
with heaven's caring
heart
in
you
!!!!
!!!
!!
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Author's Notes/Comments: 

"Whisper" is dedicated to Farah Didi - this Maldives light of the human spirit and creative essence because she gave us: "she rose among the waves." And surely, this land of her soul will be born anew with heaven's peaceful care beyond the waves! 

 

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Take My Love

Ugonna Wachuku  

 

 

When all is said and lived;

when beauty and joy are

planted in your earth-heart;

when the last royal roses

come to you, remember, I

will always be there for

you through pain, agony

and tears.

 

And handsome heaven's

brilliance will be your 

light through dark waters.

Day shall be your companion

through sun-lit pathways

of hope, love and new

life.

 

In my soul, caring streams

and rivers will rise on this 

trying, painful journey 

through life. 

 

Windful waterfalls will kiss

me for a new kind of hope in

love and beauty enchanting.

 

Just remember, I will always

be there for you. Darling, you

can gladly count on me to till

the land and work the farm 

through every pain and 

agony. 

 

I will tend the garden and

bring you roses and tullips

of blue and yellow.

So, always remember,

there will be no if.

I'll listen and care. 

I'll uphold you to 

outlive every terror 

and pain with love 

and wisdom. 

 

You can always count on heaven

to bloom my heart anew each day.

Even when the spirit is weak, I

will ever remember that you are

there. Surely, darling, I will.

 

Take my love when you will.

And remember, through this

pain, through this agony,

I will ever 

be there, 

all

for

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