DUMB, DOOMED

Would you because I am your father Fail to tell me my scrotum is exposed To the menacing gaze of scorn? Would you because I give you shelter In my homestead Applaud my abuse of your daughter While you hail me in suppressed adoration? I am dazed by the mutable cowardice And hypocrisy of my… Continue reading DUMB, DOOMED

NIGERIA’S CHAINS, OUR CHALLENGE!

Trials are the lineaments of great nations Giants are grown by strife Gains and trophies are sure after troubles. Africa‘s giant shall rise again! Nigeria, green giant shackled in chains Natured to lead, but burdened by inept leaders Conceived to prosper, but purloined by convicts Felons, fattening on our commonwealth While we faint in penury… Continue reading NIGERIA’S CHAINS, OUR CHALLENGE!

NIGERIA OF MY DREAM

I weep in fear I feel dim. It’s so drear Longing for a ray of light To make it come out bright It started with a fight Birthed great fright Children out of sight Parents get the bite Eyes fading off Plans falling off War now our conclusion Killing now a profession

HIS EXCELLENCY’S RETURN

Like a C-rated movie the curtain call of paramedic entourage in heavenly brocade the silky sun stood still, watching over us like lambs of no mothers. The gods, being influenced by the syndrome of deltas, are chopping the soul of our man away to partake in the charade of the national cake. Just as the… Continue reading HIS EXCELLENCY’S RETURN

UNSTOPPED

Unstopped our tongue will be As long as they have decided To remain uncompromising In their decision not to bother About our plight Unstopped, we will continue To sing these words of Tribulation to their hearing As long as they remain Unbothered towards our plight Unstopped, these scarlet tears of ours Will flow on their… Continue reading UNSTOPPED

THE MASSES’ CRY

Our political leaders, our dictators How can they feel our pain when their children live outside the nation. So many deceitful vows they made to us making us believe they are one of us. They want power to continue in their lineage, Using all allocations to build their personal College. They vowed to fulfil all… Continue reading THE MASSES’ CRY

BEWARE, MANY HAVE GONE

Scores of living dead, mad men Sitting on a dead man’s chair All dead themselves Of his passions and fears Haven died mad himself Of their strengths and weaknesses Beware, many have gone! Double edged, bushy, blissful path Natural weed often cleared An apple that tells Many men’s end Beware, many have gone! Many more… Continue reading BEWARE, MANY HAVE GONE

WHEN THE DAY BREAKS

When the day breaks And the fog of the night is gone, The right path we shall certainly tread Till our aims become refined. Our eyes, closed in endless sleep, Have long shut their watchfulness from their keep; Our tongues, betrayers on a tour Cannot tell of honey gone sour. Our steps, tottering in the… Continue reading WHEN THE DAY BREAKS