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lips not heavy but

the words are too pregnant to stress

Doubts about her having what the

universe desperately needs

A sight of her smile in one piece, one 

night, no words.

Angels are still on earth, I tell from her eyes

Contagious smiles that gives man a second



There is a thin line between tease and truth

Call it a whyne, it never bends the gospel

Let the world fling their gaze and say I’m under her spell


It makes me no difference.

Smile often

You touch lives

Smile always

Worry not if it kills me.

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My name is Okocha Obed, you can call me Obeezy. I love to display aesthetics through my ink—I must say writing is my small world. I consider myself a deep writer; I say I am deep because I have discovered that part about myself, even, my fabulous audience share same view. I believe in connecting to all kind of persons as there is always something to learn from everyone. I see myself as an actor; to stay on the stage, I need to think ink. The voice is a reflection of myself and my conscience. I always felt I could be like superman while growing up. It was pretty ridiculous so all I did was dream of being a soldier. It was abortive. So I created a world where I could keep talking about the ills in my community but with other flavours to show I am growing into completeness. keep reading.

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