Through Schematics and wires you found your way Creating tomorrow from yesterday’s clay Your Innovation soared, a brilliant flight In the realm of Ideas, you shone so bright. Though your shoes itches with concerns You concern yourself with others Responding to each call and email designs With a stoic expression oblivious to others […]
Oluyinka Walked this Path Read More »
I walked awayFrom the city gatewayAmidst rowdy sessionLike one on a missionI walked awayFrom the greedy northernersThe gluttonous westernersFrom the reckless southern bayI walked awayFrom clueless leadershipLeading my folks to death wayI walked away from this sinking ship [This poem was inspired by the April 2014 twin bombing in Nyanya, Nigeria that
Akinwande in English Britannica He is not from America But an erudite African Speaking pen like pelican A staple hymn in Nigeria Oozing intelligence beyond his literary area Oluwole in Africa hymn Is rooted like a beam Short spoon dinning with the devils Vituperating against resident evils Frictionally plaguing his beloved home He flew
An Ode to an Ijebu Man Read More »
I hate yesterdayBecause he died yesterdayA pall of darkness descendedOn Nigeria JudiciaryAs he’s numbered in deadBeyond all reasonable doubtsHe defends the poorTo dare a great sporeRescuing comic Baba suweWho almost defecated his intestinesLet the trees weepLet the mown grass mournLet truth-lovers mournLet his country mournAs he walks across the silent streamsThreading on Angelic roadTo rest
Bamidele Aturu is Through Read More »
He spoke like a superhuman Walked like human Clothe like human Eats like human So society called him human. Society liked him They play and tilled with him They sing his hymn Until they brought him to their feast Where he sealed their mouths with his fist A lofty fist that scope all
The Lovely Monster Read More »
He dreamt of entanglement Devoid of camouflage, ammunition, and helmet Devoid of cries from launchers and crossfires But of clinking glasses and desires. Gallantly stomping the earth He bid his co-survivors farewell With a nostalgic mixed breath And silence for comrades that fell His happy boots headed home Amidst surprising hoots, compassion, and
