MR. EVANS

MR. EVANS – By Daybor O. George

The pocket cutter without a knife
This is your final paper, your exam is up.
We have seen your scores,
Even before your paper were marked.
Your secret un-shelted, “your bury alive”.

Mr Evans
The spirit, soul and body you transhipped, into Ransom you transcribed.
The people you monopolized,
now tell us whose life is scrabbled?
People saw you wealthy but you were very poor.
People used you as an example for success.
Not knowing you are the definition for failure.

Storried Mr. Evans

Mr Evans
Physically you were the “Akuchukwu 1” in your village,
By default you are the “Putara Tooro Mmadu 1” in Nigeria.
Those that have spoken nice words about you, wish they could eat them back.
Remember the “water eye you have removed”.
No remedy can fill in the gap.

Mr Evans
Stop asking for navigation, when you are already standing at the point of no return.
You still have a long journey ahead,
This is just the beginning of the end.

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3 comments on MR. EVANS

  1. Gideon paul says:

    Wooooowuuu creative, smacked the criminal

  2. Flakky says:

    Hmmm, Great

  3. If his story inspired this poem, then I’ll rather see him as a hero lol. Kidding.

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MR. EVANS

By Daybor O. George

The pocket cutter without a knife
This is your final paper, your exam is up.
We have seen your scores,

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