I get swept by razzle; Blinded by dazzle, readily forgetting where I’m standing! We’ll have plenty of potato, so says manifesto; I’m persuaded, I’ll be uplifted! While asking for votes, politicians gave loads of tons of promises and infrastructure for tommies! Not needing to be encouraged – no one could change my influenced resolve to…
Weren’t our elders right, when they said luxury of getting old came with a price, of witnessing the not too pleasant? Unfortunately, since we are earnestly praying to get old, there is nothing we could have done; we even pray to use our toothless molars to nibble on kolanuts, being clueless, we enjoy being, prisoners…
Yeah!Like an abortion,Rejection comes!Today’s happinessMay not last;Sadness mightTomorrow bring! We laugh,We drink,To a stateOf understanding! That’s not enoughTo be bankable! You may still,You might still,Be rejected! Take in strideYou must,Cos that’s lifeYou win some!You lose some!! @ as 061419
Who sent me?Politricians did!What sent me?Livelihood did!Whither sent me?Flung across seas! Betterment I seek;Rigor, not minding!Neither tremor intrinsic,In my wanderlust! I hasten,Love forgotten!Now love struck,For my inamorata! Afore fatherland;Oh! How I love,But to solve,Inherent storms! @as 06p319
Like a tiger;With quiet anger!Stealthily and silently;Till it’s timely! Biding their timewith magazine smiles,frustrated they are,because they lack! Land of plenty;Many are thirsty,masses kwashiorkoredsince they lack nurture! Oblivious of mass suffering,few haves go partying!Our Rome is burning,powerful are fiddling! Who’ll prevent quiet stormfrom its snaky venom?Solution very pedestrian:Masses should dignity earn! @as 060125
Food comes on time;E’en with no dime!No more worries,Carried in lorries! Strange it is,Sure it is!You’ve everything,But need nothing! There are some,Who will come!That need a thing,But have nothing! A strange world,Where the word,Doesn’t take long,To get around! Sundry will fleece,The super rich!Nobody will deal,With a nil nil! @aos 052718
On mother earth;Strangers we all are!Space where birthed,Happened to be bred! We jealously guard,When the rich fart,To safety we run,Away from rot! Some are engineers,Others technicians,Become kindergartners,To emerge earners! They’re waitering,Others waitressing,In other to sendResults of fend! But away they’re,Some are await,Their bloody labour,To ease their rancor! @- aos 052619
