TRADITION (ÀṢÀ): Lawal Segun Musbau

Under the mango tree Smiles greeted their faces The pangs of labour The lady to be be a mother The child has is coming The cries of the pain to be born Water lost, blood escape Ancestors have been reborn Infant with no hope than to survive Is called back...

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IJA OMINIRA: Abiola Inioluwa Oluwaseun

Keeeeeeere o! Haven’t you smelt it, The butt of the gods, stinking? Haven’t you perceived Their barren souls Like a rotten egg? What’s the fate of that belly Which drank a rotten egg? It shall groan, yes it shall wail. I beg you! Come, let us reason together. Haven’t you...

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SPARE THE VIRGINS: Benjamin Elemide

Let virgins be drunk With gins of truth; As lies intoxicate thousands In pairing with deflowered souls. Stab them in front With customized fonts That they may be saved From common injuries. You may call them novice, For avoiding your lustful notice; You may never call them models But they...

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FLAWS: Benjamin Elemide

FLAWS Show me an edgeless shape, And I’ll show you our shapeless world Circled with shapes of many edges; Even, knowledge cannot ledge it edges. Show me a rich man honoured with titles, And I’ll show you his stance of arrogance: Gorgeous garments gorge his gormlessness; Who is to be...

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EJIRE: Abiola Inioluwa Oluwaseun

Ejire Araisokun The defense of our culture, The back-bone of our nature. Our mother is weary But steadfast in your tenacity. Edunjobi The gods are long dead, Yes! They’ve been buried With grudging bracelet hung on their neck In the sepulchre of blindness, Even their parched bones Are of no...

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AJE PAKO: Ogoluwa Simon Ojewale

Beneath these fiery eyes looking brief and hollow Lies a being you’d be scared to follow My mind is the reveille that brings my soul awake Till it lunges like an engine without a brake While others fall ill, my strength increases ‘Cos my body is susceptible to diseases Whenever...

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LET ME DIE: Abiola Inioluwa Oluwaseun

What if my words drag me Into that jungle of forgotten souls And my intuition is clinched upon the castigated tree, Would you drown in sympathy? What if my fortitude was stolen and strangled, Replaced with misery and torment upon your spirit’s vision, What if my words deny me, Handing...

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