OMO OLOSAN 1

One evening I sat amidst the gossiping winds Reading the dailies Sweet voices come calling From a distance, ‘Oyin ladun osan’ (The orange’s sweetness is honey) Gripped within by unseen compassion I forced my focus On the loss Super Eagles gained Brother, shey e’era osan? (Brother, will you buy oranges?) Lifted my eyes to see… Continue reading OMO OLOSAN 1

IN PAIN

Merry, they shatter my cherry The same cherry I had denied The prince I love and cherish! “Let’s wait till our wedding night” Now I’m forcefully taken I shed a painful pile of sighs! Brutally rude were the dudes. So mean! I rained curses gasping in pain “May they suck agony and end vain”

HERE COMES DUSK

Oh here comes dusk That reminds her Of the night pain Pain not of body and spirit But of pride and prejudice Not of race nor class But of rape, molestation and abuses Not to the constitutional Grownups, but to minors, Minors just off their mother womb

HER STORY

Drowning in the streams of constant thoughts She sat alone, together with her thoughts On a slab near a lit dark street, in the dark of day Posing healthy and sane but torn far away She is the child tattered morrow A run-away from lasting sorrow Hear – her words are not twaddle Learn from… Continue reading HER STORY

NO!

Why should I bother? Why cry for me brother? Why getting worried father? Why not let them gather? I am just a young teen Not even up to eighteen This marriage thing…? I will not get it in! Many adults fail when married End up broken, I’m worried Kids not allowed growing older Foetus stopped… Continue reading NO!