WORDS
[caption id="attachment_1765" align="aligncenter" width="256"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] Words are not expensive So I can afford to spend them on you Without being apprehensive. But then mere words, cheap Could steal a well...
I KISSED THE HAND THAT KILLED ME (of unconditional love)
[caption id="attachment_1754" align="aligncenter" width="300"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] I kissed the hand that killed me. I washed the feet that kicked me. With my hair I dried your legs... Sweet ointments, I spread...
THERE IS A LAND
[caption id="attachment_1750" align="aligncenter" width="300"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] There is a land- In the heart of Africa, fainting in memories of past labor Whose people hope, expecting a better tomorrow yet unseen! Vultures...
I’M NOT A HEART (of a loveless heart)
[caption id="attachment_1743" align="aligncenter" width="300"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry (I'm Not A Heart!)[/caption] I am not a heart; Palpitation’s a choice I gave up. I am just a rock; By precipitation made tough. The...
GONE ARE THE DAYS (of the death of humanity and morality)
[caption id="attachment_1730" align="aligncenter" width="300"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] Gone are the days When children would converge at moonlight t and listen to the old man's stories Marveling in rapt attention to every word Of his...
REMINISCENCE (for Saro Wiwa)
[caption id="attachment_1720" align="aligncenter" width="203"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] The rope dangled His lifeless-body danced The executioner laughed The heavens shut eyes! Outside, we opened hands Pleading for his life and his friends' We...
ARE YOU A TRUE WITNESS? (a religious awakening)
[caption id="attachment_1715" align="aligncenter" width="300"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] Is it the one who wins the arguement Or the one who is theologically accurate, Much as the one who speaks the truth in love?...
FORGIVE ME LORD (prayer of a contrite heart)
[caption id="attachment_1710" align="aligncenter" width="212"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] Forgive me Lord, for I have spoken Where the balm of silence would suffice. I have snared darkened paths for a token And my tongue...
IT’S NOVEMBER AGAIN (a poem for Ken Saro Wiwa)
[caption id="attachment_1702" align="aligncenter" width="201"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] It's November again! Feel these winds blow, see these leaves falling, No, it's not Harmattan blowing. It’s Ken coffin calling from our coughing body frames....
STUCK IN MUD (on a people’s plight)
[caption id="attachment_1696" align="aligncenter" width="300"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry (Stuck in The Mud)[/caption] The wind of disorder is blowing, Slowing us down! The dark clouds have eclipsed the sun, Rendering the future bleak! There...