Guns became our toys, breaking hearts became a thing of joy, corruption became a hobby
and we’ve turned immorality into our Tommy
DELILAH’S DEN: by Ogoluwa Simon Ojewale
She came from a region Where men ignored their cultures They formed a religion And made their gods with sculptures She asked how long I pray to my God For...
HAREM OF PRETENDERS
[caption id="attachment_11071" align="aligncenter" width="342"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Harem of Pretenders][/caption]I flinch from our gullibility; Made vulnerable by our love for sentiments Who forced us down into This putrid water to swim? We,...
OUR MOTHERLAND
[caption id="attachment_11074" align="aligncenter" width="357"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Our Motherland][/caption]Empty hopes sunk in bloody impoverishment Battered, brutalized by ‘GeePee’ tank bellies They escort the gold to fatten their pulse And package poverty to...
HER POWER
[caption id="attachment_5375" align="aligncenter" width="376"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Her Power][/caption]Her power lies between her thighs and mandates the army trailing her tails If the lustrous desires of their heart she fills then her...
HE WEARS THE RING OF THE BAPHOMET
[caption id="attachment_5267" align="aligncenter" width="379"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [He Wears The Ring Of The Baphomet][/caption]He wears the ring of the Baphomet and he is a lover of women. He rides them like a...
WHERE MORTALITY WITHERS
[caption id="attachment_4084" align="aligncenter" width="392"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Where Mortality Withers][/caption]The paper, My plate, On it I serve, Words like a buffet. Chopped up In chapters. Meat balls For stanzas. With you, Have...