MEN AT WORK
[caption id="attachment_1798" align="aligncenter" width="331"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] Most of us work everywhere A large workforce here and there A half or nearly all of the country For us, poverty works Never are...
UNTITLED (of politics and politicians)
[caption id="attachment_1794" align="aligncenter" width="300"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] They are the talented thieves of our time, Innocent sinners who claim to commit no crime. For ages they have fed us with truthful lies,...
SANS SERIF (on priding self)
[caption id="attachment_1789" align="aligncenter" width="286"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Sans Serif][/caption] Why carve me thus - Sans-serif lettering, Unadorned? Now I receive the spittle Of mocking lips! Why was I made On a day...
LITTLE THINGS [of kindness, and loving]
[caption id="attachment_1783" align="aligncenter" width="329"] Little Things[/caption] I sat silently in the middle, Surrounded on all sides, By my homeland walls. Turning, I faced the North. So much blood bathed my...
THE STORY (a parable) by Oku-ola Abiola Paul
[caption id="attachment_1779" align="aligncenter" width="298"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry[/caption] Come hear the story Of the man who lived at the top most storey Of the tallest building In his surroundings. So he saw...
MY HEART BLEEDS! (a lament for Nigeria)
[caption id="attachment_1772" align="aligncenter" width="350"] My Heart Bleeds For Nigeria![/caption] Sitting at the feet of Sahara, Watching my tales by the moonlight… Black but gold I am: I toiled and ploughed...
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...
ECHE (a dirge for a dead brother)
www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry I sprawl under the grey umbrella of an avocado tree Counting time in the dull eyelashes of the sky, Watching the buffet of whirlwinds snore in gentle rhythms, And...
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...