PRATTLE LIKE A RATTLE by Ewuola Damilola Michael
Blades clinging and shields clashing Bones breaking and soldiers stabbing Yet you prattle like a rattle While others labor and battle. Faces burnt by the sun's scorching And palms torn...
JUSTIFIED CRIME: by Abiola Inioluwa Oluwaseun
Hey Mr President I've been jailed for crime and immorality, Yes I am guilty, that's the truth But if it wasn't you who made me this way Nail me to...
LAMENTATIONS FOR AMINAT
Dedicated to the abducted Chibok School Girls Aminat, O Aminat! When you came Our life danced With drums and claps Sorrow and grief were absent Joy was our friend Our...
OF PEACEFUL TIMES…
..a country of a Nobel laureate for literature, yet a land of resurgent illiteracy - Prof. Niyi Osundare Death toll in our land Snatching the young and old Infrastructures on progressive...
#BringBackOurGirls: SO SADLY THEIR SOULS
So Sadly so their Souls So Sadly So Their souls Ours was a barrel of laughter that they will come home Our eagle eyes of tomorrow They could make our...
HOPE FOR RESCUE
I hear a voice calling from Sambisa "Help us, Help us'' The voice is so profound that I couldnt sleep "Save us, Save us," they plead Our futures and destinies...
HOPE FOR RESCUE
I hear voices calling from Sambisa "Help us! Help us!'' The voices are so profound I couldnt sleep "Save us! Save us!" they plead Our futures and destinies are being...
#BringBackOurGirls: SHALL WE WAIT STILL
[caption id="attachment_11731" align="aligncenter" width="381"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [SHALL WE WAIT STILL][/caption]Ever seen a man who lost his soul? Left with his heart rigid like a stone His humanity can be seen, but...
ANTI-BOOK RAMS
[caption id="attachment_11563" align="aligncenter" width="309"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [ANTI-BOOK RAMS][/caption]They come in shady shadows With blind bombs and ghostly guns Leaving us to the mercy Of indelible, gory memories That paint red our...
#BringBackOurGirls: SOMEBODY’S DAUGHTER
[caption id="attachment_11485" align="aligncenter" width="303"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [SOMEBODY'S DAUGHTER][/caption]Market women keep bargaining in my head every second, I breathe hate In death camp, no warmth Must my blood be propitiation? Am I...