​Ngozi Olivia Osuoha is a young Nigerian poet/ writer and a graduate of Estate Management. She has some experience in banking and broadcasting. She has published some works abroad in some foreign magazines in Ghana, Liberia, India and Canada, among others. She enjoys writing.

A hot world full of hurt
A harsh world filled with marsh
Swampy, bomby and shabby
Lonely, dreary and weary,
Kindness could bring us happiness.
A cold world of worthless gold
A sold world of stolen fold
A raw world of burning war,
A bar world with bloody law
Troubled, scary and blurry
Kindness could give us fairness.
Injustice, prejudice and malice
Rumours, despiration, conspiracy
Slavery, starvation and racism
Kindness could heal our brokenness.

The kind, is not blind,
Because the mind can still find
Treasures in this whirlwind.
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You did not live long

But left us a song

You were a growing giant

With dreams, abundant

Too green to dry

Too early to die.


Lively, lovely and cheerful

Smart, clever and peaceful

We hoped on you greatly

We prayed for you dearly,

Too soon to be gone

Too early to be done.


Larry, you were a gift

But death did you shift,

You were a lift

Sent, to make us swift

So painful to mourn

So wishful to return.

​Ngozi Olivia Osuoha is a young Nigerian poet/ writer and a graduate of Estate Management. She has some experience in banking and broadcasting. She has published some works abroad in some foreign magazines in Ghana, Liberia, India and Canada, among others. She enjoys writing.

​Dear new year 
We expect you with joy
And long for you with happiness, 
So open wide your ear
Like an old boy 
Turn everything around in easiness 
For the new moon
To blossom soon. 

Dear new year 
We abound in fear
As we wear and tear, 
But we know you bear
All that would clear
And make us dear
Because your divine gear
Shall navigate our rear
For the world to hear, 
Then we shall be near
With our ready pear
To reach for the moon. 

​Heralds of Jesus 
Take a message to Herold 
Tell him, Joseph is poor
He would not be at the banquet 
Mary is not wayward 
She would not sleep with him.

Heralds of Jesus 
Take a message to Herold 
Tell him, the manger is a hospital 
And the animals, divine midwives, 
No complications, no emergency 
No baby swapping, no bills. 

Heralds of Jesus 
Take a message to Herold 
Tell him, the wise men are destined 
And so are their gifts,
Their stars are celestial 
And so are their paths, 
Their visit is predestined 
And Jesus is their king. 

Heralds of Jesus 
Tell Herold and his kingdom 
Jesus is born, born in Bethlehem 
The Lord to conquer and save, 
He, to rule and reign.