There she was, sunbathing atop Claw Cliff. Bare-chested, with her colorful neck beads draping from her shoulder lines all the way down, just above her breasts. Her deep chocolate skin shimmered underneath the blazing sun. Her ebony hair sprawled across the lush green grasses. Right from where they stood at the edge of their ships, ogling through their medieval binoculars.   Vrin Lillith was an ethereal beauty to behold.   Colonel Will McClure and his second comrade, Rolfe Smith—who were initially hesitant and annoyed just at the thought of yet another expedition survey of another 'Black Land' in advance for futuristic plans of the Crown—on seeing the beautiful woman resting on the hill, their repulse rapidly spun into a spike of thrill and sheer enthrallment.   On getting to the seashore, the hefty, dark, and tall soldiers were already at the sea lines, several weapons in hand. Truly, these people were just as they were described by others. They were far more civilized and developed in technology.   Fighting them on arrival would definitely mean losing the battle immediately. So, like they were instructed back in England, they progressed with snail steps, both hands above their heads and with a slight bow. They could see the array of men gradually retract, following signs from one man. He seemed to be their leader or something.   As assumed, the particular man that stood out gallantly walked out of the pack towards them. A demeaning look was written all over his face. He sniffed in air with his wide nostrils and adjusted his masculine pose. To their surprise, a question followed: "What you want?"   Though Col. McClure and his Second were quite shaken, they weren't so stunned considering how much, and how highly, they had heard of these people.   So, with a little flicker of a wave from his hands, the half-dozen men who followed them opened their boxes... The tall, dark men remained unmoved. Slowly, he shifted his gaze, assessing them, before uttering the words, **'Oh, I see you come for visit?'**   "It is not in my place to let in. We wait!" he announced.   At the hem of those words, there seemed to be a stir-up in the troop of men. Parting through, a palanquin carried on the arms of some men in different attire blossomed forth. With the way they set down the carriage and the receding adjustment of the lead soldier's stance, it was obvious the person who just arrived was not ordinary.   Within split seconds, the doors followed by the curtains were parted, and there she was. Though adorned in different attire, it was still similar in style, and there was no mistaking that hair, skin, and body outline.   Standing out and tall, all the soldiers took a bow. They didn't dare think of not following suit.   She was their Queen, the very centre of everything...   TO BE CONTINUED ... WATCH OUT FOR PART 2   Check for my other works via_    https://www.instagram.com/cge_pitchcomfy?igsh=amV5dTFxaXF2Mnky   https://www.facebook.com/share/1EjJS3k3me/   https://www.youtube.com/@CGE_PitchComfy #Shortstories #Africa #Historyfiction #Peddlon #CGE  © I remain Gift EdeAni, I Pitch, I Speak and I Impact lives with words

  I dedicate this piece  To the Head figure  The very one that sits atop our figure-8 eight  That we sometimes hate  Most times we under appreciate  Dear daddy i hope you see these words    I dedicate this piece  To you , the very 1st Superman  I never saw, hyped or watched But he, watched me everyday  Without a penny nor a promise for celebration  Cheering me on , in and out of season  Loving me without a tangible reason  Even when my Thanks, were smaller than Tangerines    I dedicate this piece  At a point of realization  Knowing now that Heroes like you wear no capes Seeing now , that you lifted weights Wearing the brightest smiles  You ran miles ahead for my sake  Just so i could make my mistakes Daddy surely Flash has gotten nothing on you    I dedicate this piece  Hoping that some day , maybe from today  God blesses my hands  To handle matters concerning you  With ease  Hoping that you rip the fruits of your countless sacrifice  To the responsible man , who wears responsibilities  Without complains .  I celebrate you my dear Father  The world will hear of you my Hero like no other.    Check for my other works via_    https://www.instagram.com/cge_pitchcomfy?igsh=amV5dTFxaXF2Mnky   https://www.facebook.com/share/1EjJS3k3me/   https://www.youtube.com/@CGE_PitchComfy   #Poetry #Fathersday #Viral #Peddlon #C.G.E    © I remain Gift EdeAni, I Pitch, I Speak and I Impact lives with words

  I hate you !  I hate the fact that i hate you  I hate the thought of you  I hate the memories of you  I hate the times i spent with you  I hate the artifacts i garnered from you  I hate you , every bit of you    Hating you should have been easy  If it wasn't misconstrued by chemistry  Say like a Tree of butter flies in my belly  And the crazy flippancy  Vanity , dreams and imagery  I say i hate you  You alone but like my personal brand of coke  I choke on those words    Maybe or maybe not  I'm like Maybelline  Wearing and pretending, I'm who I'm not  Because on the walls of my heart  The truth lies bare written in pumping  Ventricles of bitter truth  That I , I am nothing but a liar  Lying because what i feel for you  Combats fiercely fist to fate With the concept of Hate !  'Cus i am indeed in love with you .   You can check my other works via_   https://www.instagram.com/cge_pitchcomfy?igsh=amV5dTFxaXF2Mnky   Watch my Spoken Word Videos _ https://www.youtube.com/@CGE_PitchComfy    © I remain Gift EdeAni, I Pitch, I Speak and I Impact lives with words   #Poetry #Lifestyle #Viral #Peddlon #C.G.E

  So you see, to you Poetry might be luxury  But to me it is the oil of life .  'Cus with these slimy rhymes  I know i can tell you our story From Ogoni to Oloibiri  For almost a century  It's really not been getting easy    To chop beta fish now na wahala  Kai ! E dey pain me  When i remember  How we dey swim water From Bonny to Gokana  We cast our nets for roasts  Full belle with bole n' fish    Now fish sef no dey chop belle full Not while they swim homeless in oil spills  Till when would we stop this and look beyond the craze of crude oil   FOR MORE OF MY WORKS FOLLOW ME via _   FB-https://www.facebook.com/share/1EjJS3k3me/?   CHECK OUT THE FULL VIDEO VERSION via _ https://www.youtube.com/@ChineyeGift_EdeAni   © I remain Gift EdeAni, I Pitch, I Speak and I Impact lives with words   #Viral #Poetry #Nigerdelta #LincGreen #Peddlon #Endenvironmenralpollution #mbxchange

  In other words,  This is not a War of Words  This is War between our Worlds  The fact that we are this close  Yet so far apart , not in distance  But in this stance  Where culture has become torture  Pursuit for closure  Pursues us far from a better future.    Deny or accept it Doesn't change the fact  We are Worlds apart Blinded by our insatiability  All we now see  Are the faults in our stars  Close shut lids  We see no more the sea of beauty in our lights  We've become a multiverse  Worded with multiple fights  Can't you still see ,  We are Worlds apart ?    Made from same humus  Yet we can't accept we are all humans  Torn from same clothe  Yet thorn by the sum clout  Look my love , look above  All these stereotype  Maybe then you may see  I may just be your type  'Cus in all there no color to our skin  No difference in our religion  No black, no white, just bones and skin  Left to dream and reason  One day, with one decision,  one opinion, a coming generation  We may no longer be Worlds Apart .   You can check my other works via_   FB-https://www.facebook.com/share/1EjJS3k3me/?   https://www.youtube.com/@ChineyeGift_EdeAni   © I remain Gift EdeAni, I Pitch, I Speak and I Impact lives with words   #Viral #WorldIssues #Racism #Tribalism #Poem #Peddlon