OYENUSI by Ololade Akinlabi

……..then I realised Oyenusi lost his gun powder. Giving voice to the dumb guns, wakes up the sleeping trigger breaking the taboo of the silent midnight as eyes awake from long-cruise dream. Hey! Panics reads the Proverb melody in the fragile hearts. Oye-enemy to midnigt silence, intimate to sleeping light....

Continue reading

JUNGLE JUSTICE

The anathemas came with some sinful acumen to maim the assiduous citizens of their belongings… But there was no approbations to welcome the hapless visitors; only the cacophony of wrath and repercussions to reward their toils. Judgement day is come! So let both the sowers and the harvest-bands settle some...

Continue reading

WHEN LIGHT HAS GONE TO BED

  Those brutal demons Lodged in the penumbra of your innocence Smear your name With brushstrokes of strange acts When light has gone to bed Brazen eves Tender their trade in bright shadows And sweet chants calling out to patronizing patrons When light has gone to bed And they who...

Continue reading

LOST CHILDHOOD

I see them roaming daily in my neighbourhood children with childhood yanked off discarded like orange peels decorating our filthy streets Bit by bit we transform them into prolific vagabonds street urchins, inductees of our infamous hall of child abuses drug abusers and prolific sex workers! We birth them let...

Continue reading

CONJUGAL RAPE

Get down to the bed And let me make you red After all I’ve paid the dowry It’s time to pay yours Off with your clothes And out with the light I will make love with you tonight It’s my given right Shut your mouth Menstruation or not I have...

Continue reading

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...

Continue reading

NAKED RACE

Our generation is in a race Alien race is what the aged call it Race of unclad damsels Engaging their likes of lads The race is alien to African culture It’s a naked race The race is a mess to the society It has mesmerize and decayed, sprouting sexual abuse...

Continue reading

ESCAPADE

He is the hair different from our hair He speaks unclear through his sharp pointed nose He came for a mission as one seen a vision To deliver a nation from her hopeful craving So it seemed unfortunate, his arrival The beasts invaded, communicated and calculated Notes robbed and body...

Continue reading