Of Love And Short Thrills

Life stares you in the face as the eyes open The hole we call life gives thrills sometimes. It offers joy here and there, It holds us through the long hikes to beautiful heights Heights like olumo rocks, The feel of victory, The warm embrace from family, The rare reckless abandonment and disregard for the complexities of life, The gentle smile of Ayo. Your first line of comfort, Of validation, Hardly stay simple, they get complicated as life moves on

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You Are Just Human

To the left or right, You dangle your options, maybe you should look down, But is that really an option? The devil draws you with vigour, You stare the devil in the face, But you are not courageous, This isn’t courage, You are fighting for your life, You are weak, You are just human. Ajangila is still a myth, His mother does not exist, His father Is no warrior, His courage fails tests, No substance. Your strength is a myth,

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Maybe

It was a bright Tuesday by the beach I had seen them, newlyweds, maybe Lovers definitely Arms locked, frequent lips collision Endless smiles Happiness that could be seen, the joy that could be felt I watched how he drew a love symbol with the beach sand for her I also watched as beach waves erased the symbol I had seen people contented with the simple things of life People whose words were real Whose actions didn’t need other interpretation But

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You Have a Heart

Speak your mind oh ye man, You have a heart Be not shameless Share your empty life full of violent flashes You have called it ‘hope’, But they are violent, Violent hope. Share your thoughts even if they are on the borderline You have a heart You hate the girl with dark knuckles, but you can’t say You are scared of being labelled Agbeke fills your heart, but you are trapped Does it matter if Agbeke beats her mother? Are

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A Dark Place

I have been here many times With arms stretched wide yet hugged by an empty space. Those quiet days of reckless thoughts Days of several pieces, yet nothing to piece together I have heard the drums of war from afar Some were so near that even a man with partial sight could see I heard he who stands with bare hands between Ogedemgbe and Ogunmola won’t be remembered by his kinsmen Yes, he will be slaughtered, but the war will

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Alamu

More visible than a palm oil drop on the Virgin Mary’s garment, Marks stronger than the tendons of an eighty years old African farmer, A thicker Ladoke Akintola’s tribal marks! Bruises on the forehead not even Tara could hide. Strong tongue, an aftermath of fifteen years on the farm before the miracle, The miracle of exportation. With an accent that makes mockery of the English language, A deliberate show-off of his newly found status, Waves at his former brothers with

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Regrets!

I heard people are all we have, all that matters Maybe I heard late, maybe But I am by the door already, Deep in thoughts. Alone again, Just as dreaded. Perhaps I saw it coming, perhaps I didn’t Roof shattered; windows broken The door hangs on a tiny nail The next wind will blow it away The cloud is gathered, The darkness can be held, and I am here, helpless I chased them away, the friends with nails, The big

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Movie Plot

This play starts with no preamble We don’t need it anymore, we know the plot, We can write it. We know the cinema too, but the narrator takes no chance, He dangles his green-white-green cap, rubs his moustache and stays, Take the tarred road at Monatan but he warns you to mind the potholes. He says, when you get to Orita-Meta, park your car, the road is bad, it can’t go beyond it. Take an Okada from there to Kiriji,

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Still, Embrace

They say the best things in life are free But I still need the ben to buy a Bentley What if we say some of the good things in life are free, And the rest you pay? A good name is better than millions But I have seen good names that can not open doors What if we say a name is good, only if it carries worth? Invest, Save for the future, but what if you are a Nigeran,

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My life’s journey is that of many parts, every day I try to bring all the parts to an agreement, but I am yet to succeed at that, or maybe I shouldn’t even be trying to do it, I really don’t know yet- but while at it, I try to find how each part makes me better, and how each part can make the society better

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