REFUGEES by Michael Inioluwa Oladele
How are we going to maintain him? For where we go, food is absent How are we to sustain him? For where we go, food is absent. . Our little...
THE TAILOR
You've stitched tears on our faces And has made us to tread On the walkway of anguish You have weaved sadness on our hearts After stitching optimism of empty promises...
SON’S SONG
[caption id="attachment_10821" align="aligncenter" width="333"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Son's Song Sung][/caption]It's all so wrong Condemnation of the mind So I'm scribbling this letter To make it all better These words might sound sad Like...
HANDS. EYES. EARS.
[caption id="attachment_10783" align="aligncenter" width="312"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Hands.Eyes.Ears][/caption]Their empty palms wait a token, Their tear-filled eyes bore, They beg - in voice broken... ... Tell me; why do they clench - These...
LOST CHILDHOOD
[caption id="attachment_10083" align="aligncenter" width="356"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Lost Childhood][/caption]I see them roaming daily in my neighbourhood children with childhood yanked off discarded like orange peels decorating our filthy streets Bit by bit...
APOLOGY TO THE STREET
[caption id="attachment_9771" align="aligncenter" width="426"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Apology To The Street][/caption]Forgive me oh bread of the street For I’d rebuked you in my day time And waved back to you in...
WORLD APART
[caption id="attachment_9504" align="aligncenter" width="389"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [World Apart][/caption]Their faces shone with smiles Laughter that never sinks into the heart Right hand gave Left hand struck the blow We are shown meat...
THE CRY OF THE CITY
[caption id="attachment_8965" align="aligncenter" width="399"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [The Cry Of The City][/caption] Hear the cry of the city The pain of penury A family of eight crowded in a room The...
HOMELESS
[caption id="attachment_8771" align="aligncenter" width="378"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Homeless][/caption]I. ...Run? No, don't run Stop, little kids. Stem your tides And secure your prides You kids, stop the fight Do you not know you...
RAIN IN THE DRY
[caption id="attachment_8682" align="aligncenter" width="436"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Rain In The Dry][/caption]As the bald trees Sway gaily in the breeze We see undying love Ready to fall from above Soon the sky sheds...