ME, Poet

Am I a poet by what I write – Ashes of my thoughts? Or does it come by what I right? Are my words good because they’re true (And none can refute). Or do I have to force them through? Can these words cut soul binding cords, Set free the captive, And make from watery… Continue reading ME, Poet

POLITRICKS

They come again to spit their words, Our self-crowned Lords. What have we not heard? Are we not the gullible herd? Their words flow like rain Only to flow into the drain. In colors of rainbow they paint A blissful tomorrow with no taint. And with words that tease our hopes, They push us down… Continue reading POLITRICKS

ECHOES (a political lament by Surhdique Adeogun)

From within my cell, I hear the torrential rains Storm thunderously On my seasons battered roof. I feel my heart beating slowly Against the walls of my introspections, Producing echoes, like merciless missiles, In my worm infested brain. These echoes bringing forth my perspicuous plight In my Lincoln reined society, Leaving me asking questions Whose… Continue reading ECHOES (a political lament by Surhdique Adeogun)

TALES BY MOONLIGHT (a Nigerian satire by Eyo Justice Ellis)

Do not steal; Else you’ll get ill And be beaten with a goad – A rebuke from God. Do not lie Always tell the truth – Like an angel in white suit Sporting a sparkly tie. Do well to overcome crimes; But how many times Have we not heard of their lootings, Their luxuries and their… Continue reading TALES BY MOONLIGHT (a Nigerian satire by Eyo Justice Ellis)

IS THERE A BETTER TOMORROW? (by Moses Opara)

Sometimes, Rejection makes us feel worthless. Like all efforts are wasted And all hope lost. Yet, we try harder! Face painted in hues By the smiling sun and the gloomy moon, Our hearts are faint, Swamped in disbelief Of our strength to trudge ahead. Failure mocks at us. He labels us fools to success. Disabling… Continue reading IS THERE A BETTER TOMORROW? (by Moses Opara)

THESE TEARS I WEEP! (a lamentation for Nigeria by Linus Okechukwu)

I. These tears I weep… I weep not for myself, But for what my eyes have seen, And what my ears in awe heard – So great that I cannot but weep. But lost in sorrow, I must speak. II. These tears I weep… I weep not for myself, But for our kith and kin… Continue reading THESE TEARS I WEEP! (a lamentation for Nigeria by Linus Okechukwu)

TALE OF TALES (a drifting nation at 52)

I know the tales of the past But which one is true, I do not know. … They said the white ones came And our elders smiled Into neck chains. I heard they came – with black books – And turned our black skin White with whips. Now, mothers – suited – deny the wrappers,… Continue reading TALE OF TALES (a drifting nation at 52)