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I would if I could

But I can’t

I love to walk down memory lane

When I was papa’s girl

He called me princess

Because he’s my Dike


He always held my tender hand

Protected me with all

Taught me to be brave

Tolerated my failures

Until I became a victor

Because he’s my Dike


It’s not true what I heard

But can truth tell lie?

Can I get one more packet of smarties

And my dense long hair will be plaited

Please don’t be silent

It’s your little girl’s voice


I want to hear you giggle

I want to see your call on my screen

I want your blessings one more time

It’s so hard to say goodbye

But I want to rest my case

So you would rest in peace


Sleep well James Nwoye Adichie

Naa nke oma Odelu Ora Abba






Maureen Kenneth

The best way to learn is to try. The better way to try is to repeat. Repeating it is practicing it. Practicing it is perfecting it. Perfecting it is establishing it. Establishing it is an Accomplishment!

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