Matters of the Heart and Soul

By Mus Jojo Collier

Mus Jojo Collier was born in the seventies in the West
African state of Sierra Leone. He did the sciences
but his love for the arts saw him embrace literature
in English and fine and performing arts. He sings, writes songs,
plays, poems and prose. The brutal ten-year war in his native
country forced him into exile in the neighboring Guinea, where
he learnt French.
Most of the poems in this collection were inspired by emotions
and experiences by him and real life people he watched from
close and far distances. Poetry is stories artistically compressed
in few lines.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 28, 2010
• ISBN: 9781453553473

Mus Jojo Collier

Mus Jojo Collier was born in the seventies in the West African state of Sierra Leone. He did the sciences but his love for the arts saw him embrace literature in English and fine and performing arts. He sings, writes songs, plays, poems and prose. The brutal ten-year war in his native country forced him into exile in the neighboring Guinea, where he learnt French. Most of the poems in this collection were inspired by emotions and experiences by him and real life people he watched from close and far distances. Poetry is stories artistically compressed in few lines.

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Copyright © 2010 by Mus Jojo Collier.

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CONTENTS

Acknowledgement

Happenings

Steps

So Long Ago

Sweet Chocolate

Prisoner of Hope

Douglas Cutglass

The Dregs

’Tis Awesome

The Wise and Fools

Work

Tear Drops in a Closed Casket

The Eye

Zombies in a Dream

When Running

Shorter Days and Longer Nights

The Senses

Passing Past

The Impartiality

Protection

Gone?

Cries from the Lion Mountains

Living with a Rose

The Meadows

Love me for me

Ten bloody years

A Generation

Appearances

The Beautiful and Beauty

Love is beautiful

An Ode on you

Stay you

How long?

I will try

The Peak’s zenith

Something or nothing

This broken heart

Things happen

He and I

A broken arrow

I long

When fireflies fly

Strive to be happy

Invasion of the Jungle

The girl and the well

What if?

Somebody or nobody

Crying free man

Where is satisfaction?

You cannot finish them all

Rumble in the jungle

Black . . . white

Who’s there?

I need it

Oh Mama Africa

Mother

Here and there

Storm and darkness

Money and power

That part

I will miss you

Life’s dreams

The day the wind blew

Blessings

Oh you

A single mother

Time flies

Sorry I am happy

The rhythm

Scary tales

A journey

Dreaming

Love

Am I wrong?

I love you darling

Beware my dear

My identity

Hold my hand

Nothing lasts forever

What will you do with it?

Be gluttonous

Selfish me

Actions and reactions

That bird and I

Dayandnightmare in Paradise

Ship without an anchor

What happened to my defense?

When will I be happy again?

This is my poem

The past, present and future

Acknowledgement

First of all I would like to give thanks and praise to the

Almighty God for giving me this talent to put words together and make sense. Thank you Lord.

I would also like to thank my late Sweetest Mother, Ellen Kadie Gaye, Nee Stephens who passed away on 18th June 2005. I still love you mom despite you are gone you are still in my heart. You are still the queen of my heart. You raised me single handedly I wish you were here to read all this. This whole book is dedicated to you. You inspired A Single Mother and many more poems

This also goes out to my brothers Patrick (PDK) a.k.a. Pato. Boy,

thank you I don’t need to say much and you Gibrilla Sesay, a.k.a. Gibo. Blood thanks for being there with me always. You know words can’t say all. And to my lovely sister, Fatu Bainda, Girl you know I love you . . .

This special thank you goes to you my aunty, Ms Mildred Lewis. I don’t know what I would have done without you. The typewriter, the computer . . . it would not have been possible without you.

I want you to know that I really appreciate you.

The last but not the least, all my teachers who taught me especially English and the approach to life, thanks, you did a good job.

And all those who are suffering in the hands of injustice,

keep your heads up and keep the faith in the

Almighty God. Peace!

Happenings

The omega of one thing is the alpha of another

One chapter closes another sometimes opens

Scenes keep changing

The bright keep fading

Mobility brings forth yonder

And the mind brings yonder to hither

The eyes keep seeing shades and shine

The tongue tastes