Let me inquire from Nigeria Why she had been broken From the ridge of slavery, And had to be buried In the sepulcher of her fertility? Who built Nigeria? What...
Ejire Araisokun The defense of our culture, The back-bone of our nature. Our mother is weary But steadfast in your tenacity. Edunjobi The gods are long dead, Yes! They've been...
I cry for the barking gods who write With illusory saliva on empty souls, But their words perish as particles of Silence hides their deceit in sepulcher of history. I...
hey! close the umbrellas! let rain pour on our bloodied fields let our battlefields drink to their fill, again watch! we will sow maize where we now plant bodies we’ll...
The colour of peace The ancestral dream Our liturgy and shrines No! fossil is out of it. The togetherness of our nation Lies under that pieces of this sacred fruit...
Here we are Enjoying the beauty of misery Roaming the streets Lost in the glory of poverty Contented with the emptiness of our souls Minds in utmost disarray But silence...
Time flies, men rise Words said, truth heard Less proofs Husbands. . . . Less fathers Wives. . . . Less mothers Students. . . . Less scholars Caveats abound,...
In this our idle generation of whiners We have so many boastless doers Sheltering saplings in our forest Daily, their leaves they invest I see Olumide Olulu Holloway Lights word-candles...
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