[caption id="attachment_6863" align="aligncenter" width="386"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [I][/caption] I am not hungry I am hunger The glowing ember of Depravation and nothingness I am not illiterate I am illiteracy The child of the...
[caption id="attachment_6865" align="aligncenter" width="390"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Jungle Hermit][/caption]He lived alone in a room of trees, Cocooned by a blanket of leaves. The sun licked life into his sleepy face, His tongue...
[caption id="attachment_6840" align="aligncenter" width="370"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [What Awaits My Coming][/caption]Here I stand, and there I stand Wavering in two opposite lives I laugh out my genuine pretense In a world bizarre...
[caption id="attachment_6659" align="aligncenter" width="385"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Blood On The Moon][/caption] The river Overflows Not with water From yesterday's rain But with blood Innocent blood There is blood Everywhere Here, there And...
[caption id="attachment_6417" align="aligncenter" width="313"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [How?][/caption]How wi chudren wan take fie God, wen papa and mama no sabi God? How gel pikin wan tek bi beta waif? wen ha mama...
[caption id="attachment_6351" align="aligncenter" width="332"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Because I Am Not Weak][/caption]I speak because I must And not to gain your trust; What applause shall I get If folly leads to death?...
[caption id="attachment_6359" align="aligncenter" width="324"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Tribute To The Real][/caption]Let us with one accord Extol him, even though he is odd. When they say "its a man's world" Its not about...
[caption id="attachment_5879" align="aligncenter" width="382"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Dried Roots][/caption]All seem to be intoxicated by modernization, making corruptions the order of the day. Were we colonised to forget the ways of our fathers,...
[caption id="attachment_4851" align="aligncenter" width="392"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [The Scar][/caption]These scars I earned On the night your father Pounced on me in drunken stupor Because my food pleased not his tongue Many a...
[caption id="attachment_4854" align="aligncenter" width="364"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [For Your Beating Pleasure][/caption]Someone take me back to that broom-jumping hall Because when I run-off, I know I won’t be caught You jewel a knuckle...