Adegoke Adeola We were once soldier childrenAnd this railway story is our past.We carried guns from woodsBut our fingers are now bullets.We once shout and shootIce! Water! But nowIs the tale of Rise! Slaughter!We bear grudges and carried badges,We were once present before passing pastThen, we traded innocence.We forgot clay, skin, bones and dust.We were […]
Bolanle Funmilayo Adedayo Papa said you were a mistakeAll he wanted was a maleMama couldn’t understandTo her, your dream is a big joke. You look in the mirror and wonder,Why can’t they see?Why can’t they look beyond?Beyond the wretch and scarce. Deep inside you know you’ll winSomeday you’re gonna shineYou see a winner in the […]
Adeola Adegoke This is for you-our brotherwho hides behind the veilA master of unmoved moving lipsYou are the shadow of a gory man It’s for you who moans to mourn meAfter that night’s motionWhen my eyes regret Andmy fingers carried the cross of a corned human You-our brotherhave seen the veil as your homeFor you […]
Bliss Akinyemi Where I live, Men in no cent innocent are the incense spraying saints Yet, from afar, the scents of this saints murder innocence Where I live, Dirty dead men with PhD’s in pretense live on oxygen of influence Moral decadence; their delightful breakfast frustrated at noon and despised at night Where I live, […]
The 12th edition of #BB Poetry & sundry Talents event has come and gone, but it will be one many will not forget as it was filled with fun all the way. The family-hood expressed in the atmosphere was contagious, even to the ‘first comers’. There was drama, cakes, drinks, and fun plus more fun; so much […]
Times have changed and events unfold, but there are some of us who do these events not just because other events exist; we do them to fulfill an inner call… to bless others with our innate talents; mostly poetry, to give unto others from that which we have been blessed, thereby creating chain of blessings. […]
Williams O'Seun Dear Sis, I know I may ne’er know How you keep easy and in mirth Accustomed to the snug bra-strap’s banding, even in snow Brassiere, like the horse’s girding girth Darling sister, I sense I may ne’er get the senses Of how, monthly, you war within wriggly Tho’ you win, suffer bloodshed– menses […]
Alozor Michael There are no virile seeds To grow on this fertile land. No! No fertile land To grow these virile seeds. There is no voice To echo this truth Brewing in bleeding hearts. Oh! This voices wastes This voice, clear, resonant Full of messages Hollow, empty, void! Broken tools and machineries Dying, no, dead […]