@YasNiger
(Work of fiction)
Release date:
15th January, 2026
(60th Anniversary of 1st Nigerian Coup de tat)
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Theme song:
DEAD BEFORE I DIE
The world is full of bullies,
pretending to be buddies.
Their friendship are traps,
set and kept like easy taps.
#buddies #bullies #poetry
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The world is full of bullies,
pretending to be buddies.
Their friendship are traps,
set and kept like easy taps.
#buddies #bullies #poetry
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The times are always changing
with people forever complaining.
Not that it's the people changing
but times aren't also complaining.
#times #poetry
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The times are always changing
with people forever complaining.
Not that it's the people changing
but times aren't also complaining.
#times #poetry
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When days pass on quicker
and time spent quite swifter,
all patience becomes quieter.
All listening becomes learned,
life lived longer becomes aged.
#aged #poetry
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When days pass on quicker
and time spent quite swifter,
all patience becomes quieter.
All listening becomes learned,
life lived longer becomes aged.
#aged #poetry
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The silence of the wicked,
holds the innocent captive.
Their inactivity is not sacred,
but quiet cruelty just inactive.
#wicked #poetry
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The silence of the wicked,
holds the innocent captive.
Their inactivity is not sacred,
but quiet cruelty just inactive.
#wicked #poetry
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Lives of all people are precious,
just as are their time and future.
If this makes anyone as anxious,
only questions their own culture.
#culture #poetry
yasniger.wordpress.com/2026/01/08/q...
Lives of all people are precious,
just as are their time and future.
If this makes anyone as anxious,
only questions their own culture.
#culture #poetry
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When time is spent and gone
it doesn't feel used or through.
Rather it feels kept and borne,
like old memory of some worth.
#time #spent #poetry
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When time is spent and gone
it doesn't feel used or through.
Rather it feels kept and borne,
like old memory of some worth.
#time #spent #poetry
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The reason behind a wish
is not always same in each.
Could be act of desperation
or the result of consideration.
#wish #poetry
yasniger.wordpress.com/2026/01/06/b...
The reason behind a wish
is not always same in each.
Could be act of desperation
or the result of consideration.
#wish #poetry
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Where the envious prowl,
there enmity would crawl.
Where cooperation works,
there good progress talks.
#work #poetry
yasniger.wordpress.com/2026/01/05/w...
Where the envious prowl,
there enmity would crawl.
Where cooperation works,
there good progress talks.
#work #poetry
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The world is enormous
and life can be torturous.
But the many little kindness
keeps the weak in happiness.
#happiness #kindness #poetry
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The world is enormous
and life can be torturous.
But the many little kindness
keeps the weak in happiness.
#happiness #kindness #poetry
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A Camel once told its owner
that it was old and will retire.
Owner says he is much older,
so still they worked on for hire.
#camel #poetry
yasniger.wordpress.com/2026/01/03/t...
A Camel once told its owner
that it was old and will retire.
Owner says he is much older,
so still they worked on for hire.
#camel #poetry
yasniger.wordpress.com/2026/01/03/t...
If festivals were one meal
they will only be one for real,
that dressed up hyped bread,
that's repeated than out of bed.
#ginger #poetry
yasniger.wordpress.com/2026/01/02/g...
If festivals were one meal
they will only be one for real,
that dressed up hyped bread,
that's repeated than out of bed.
#ginger #poetry
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There is a presence around us,
holding onto us and is our boss.
We feel it in every way possible
but some deny this fact simple.
#Presence #poetry
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There is a presence around us,
holding onto us and is our boss.
We feel it in every way possible
but some deny this fact simple.
#Presence #poetry
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One joyous moment away
and world changes its say
on what the past had said
or whatever its future laid.
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One joyous moment away
and world changes its say
on what the past had said
or whatever its future laid.
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Days of old have crept away
with their wonders and sway.
Ancients had trailed a course
that has held without a pause.
yasniger.wordpress.com/2025/12/21/t...
Days of old have crept away
with their wonders and sway.
Ancients had trailed a course
that has held without a pause.
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Eyes of the elderly have seen,
most of which had ever been.
They have worried in thought,
smiled and cried all their worth.
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Eyes of the elderly have seen,
most of which had ever been.
They have worried in thought,
smiled and cried all their worth.
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Happy boys are young men,
playing futures without pain.
Inside their laughing thoughts,
world is a big party until it rots.
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Happy boys are young men,
playing futures without pain.
Inside their laughing thoughts,
world is a big party until it rots.
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Days go by with little wonder,
time flows away making older.
Once we were young and silly,
soon we turned old and goofy.
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Days go by with little wonder,
time flows away making older.
Once we were young and silly,
soon we turned old and goofy.
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World feels like a cage;
lifestyle its prison stage.
Time a running sentence,
none is guilty or innocence.
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World feels like a cage;
lifestyle its prison stage.
Time a running sentence,
none is guilty or innocence.
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What it takes to love
gives from up above,
like rain from the sky
it doesn't need to try.
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What it takes to love
gives from up above,
like rain from the sky
it doesn't need to try.
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Arise you giant grounded puddle,
overcome your doubt and trouble.
Lift thyself from where you're placed,
drain that mulky gut and be surfaced.
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Arise you giant grounded puddle,
overcome your doubt and trouble.
Lift thyself from where you're placed,
drain that mulky gut and be surfaced.
yasniger.wordpress.com/2025/12/15/g...
May the days that come ahead
be better than those put to bed.
May the shoes we will grow into
make our forebears as proud too.
yasniger.wordpress.com/2025/12/14/s...
May the days that come ahead
be better than those put to bed.
May the shoes we will grow into
make our forebears as proud too.
yasniger.wordpress.com/2025/12/14/s...
Time stops when we die.
Our time as we may know it
would grind to a halt as we lie.
All else would work on as they fit.
yasniger.wordpress.com/2025/12/13/t...
Time stops when we die.
Our time as we may know it
would grind to a halt as we lie.
All else would work on as they fit.
yasniger.wordpress.com/2025/12/13/t...