Time table

So many drums to beat

so much funs to catch

so little time to bleat

so many bolts to latch

loads of ideas flurry in my brain

so little time to feast on its rain

Tell me more

Listen to our pleas

said anguished hearts

tell us

of the time of the ages

when men were children to their sons

and everyone was mad with the Sun

when the earth was full of mischief

and everybody claimed to be chief

tell us

of the happenings of old!

our tender heart seeks knowledge

The Conscience Prayer

Free your thoughts,

Your innovations become unstoppable

Trade your heart,

Money becomes your chi

Let me not to a depraved mind acquiesce

The depth of its pit I desire to know not!

IMPERFECTION

He aimed at the stars like Ares

bent on shielding off the sun

unfocused, he missed the skies

his arrows went unattended

like the willful son of a bastard father

fettered in penury by a whore

she comes from the depth of loneliness

where she is hurt by the tongue of her fair one

crying to the heavens in blankness

no one was there to oil her glory

TO THE CHILD BRIDE

YOU WILL NOT SEE ME COME!

MY SCENTS YOU WILL NOT SNIFF!

THE THOUGHTS OF MY MIND YOU WILL NOT READ!

NEVER WILL YOU CATCH THE WAVE OF MY DRIFT!

Through hazy days in your scary maze

I have suffered you in your crazy craze

I died in the flurry of your maids

Servants tied me to drown with no trace

I need not describe to you my face

You were there, cunningly amazed

Dozen Haikus to Nature

I

fleet a way the heat

soak, pant the roof so loud ly

mix with dry tears

II

sashay the thin trees

ruffle from root to green hair

chase, whirl in splen dor

III

sizzling the raw meat

glow bright to the sense to smell

jumping from roof to wall

Remember Me

Remember me as the leaves frown to fall

Through hazy days and scary nights

I have not eternity to spend

Remember me as my song you sing

Remember me as my ink you read

Remember me as I depart to final goodbyes

BH

BH

Pouring lead into the pagan crowd

The once euphoric settlements refuse martyrdom

Paean became a mirage receding with brown boots

The lead-thrower evince the reason for unleashing hell

Eviscerate the head; the body becomes a facade of unity

Exile the unity, the chasm of insanity becomes wider

Little wonder the cancerous vile became non-euplastic

Nothing to do but watch akimbo the inevitable end

THE BATTLE OF WORDS

One day, the Sun said to me,

“Shield thyself brother. I am set to unleash my rays”

That day, I said to the Sun,

“Thy powers wane by the flow of the waters”

Under the shades of the ceiling I sought out comfort,

Refreshed by the soothing freedom of cold liquid!

One day, the Earth said to me,

“Protect your feet brother. The Sun is hurting me”

That day, I said to the Earth,

“Weak thou hath against the tantrums of the sky”

Laced on rubber against flesh,

I flew into the air to escape earth’s scorching!

Niger Area: a tale of two worlds

Between two worlds, we float and whine

deprived of simplicity, we groan

amid many, we freeze and moan

hardship forced down our throat like wine

FREE-DOME

Weaned from the cradle of determination

as birthed in the cries of the resolved

you perceive it in the bitter smell of captivity

felt in the words of comfort

smeared in by the loveliest of smiles

a dome full  with future

Sonnet 9

From the gentle breeze of the air

To the violent roar of the sea

From the lush greenness of the field

To the amazing ways of the animals

When the flow of the water astounds

And the meat of the wild terrifies

When the rising of the sun amazes

And the coming of the rainbow spell-bounds

TELL ME MORE

Listen to my pleas,

Said a heart filled with anguish

Will you please tell me more?

I truly wish to know more!

Of the time of the ages,

When men were children to their sons

And everybody is mad with the Sun.

When the earth is full of mischief

And everybody claimed to be chief.

I direly long to know more –

Of the happenings of old!

My tender heart seeks knowledge

I am soaked with yearnings to the edge.

Of the existence of man-eaters

Who we have come to know as man-haters

They sat still in silence

Expecting men to clumber up with malice

They gave them seed of discord…

And waited fretfully for the tree of accord

Oh! What a world you once knew

When the dead came to be new

And the living going on a journey

As pilgrims on a pilgrimage with faces so grim

Only to return with sorrow filled to the brim.

CRIES FROM SOWETO

Ashes to ashes!

Dust to dust!

When shall we stop ubieting our bald sons?

Or when shall we cease nursing our uglified rape victims?

Songs of sorrow has escaped our bruised lips.

The nation’s dirge sobs strong with salty fluids from heavy eyes

Cries became our antiphon before the open earth.

Bruised by sharp boots and crisp whips

Thundered by turgid white lightning and brown khakis

Sortied by the sons of bitches who snogged us.

Carbine-armed nitwits marched down on our villages.

Freedom is coming tomorrow!!!

THE PATH OF HISTORY

Toiling and thumping in the pains of history,

Freedom they say was all we needed.

Rolling and boiling in the bloodbath of slavery

Our kindred always the sacrificial lamb!

It felt so real!

The agonies of war we hear every day,

Echoes and drums of warriors thump the innocent earth,

The clatter of iron deafens the ear of unsuspecting babies,

Mothers flee from the spiral of spoil taking,

Men speed into their huts to gather weapons,

It's time for war!

The end is always for the bravest,

Slavery awaits the feeble,

Women and children cry for their fate,

Warriors rejoice at their catch,

Warlords happy for the white man’s mirror and gun!

The Eldoramic Dream

I dreamt of days of flowers

Flowers at their bloom in spring

Waters flowing down from rocks

Filling the atmosphere with serenity

I dreamt of night with stars

Stars so bright the Sun pales

Silence a mirage none to see

Boisterous activities like that of a market

Sonnet 2

If the beatings of my heart were anything to go by

No longer do I feel the sizzling passions of romance

For I feel the sizzling hotness of hatred disguised

Then love has bid me bye

For a while you were my bride

You were everything I could think thrice

My soul you could see without fright

I bare boldly my life before you like a file

Yet you chose to damper my thoughts

The bristle was all you could save for me

From your lips my nakedness was exposed

Fate this day has portioned me fraught

To live with it have I chosen for free?

For my love has incurred me reproach.

Somebody Help

My spirit free is yet matted

My energy unformed is yet ethereal

My mind yet untapped is still bare

My head yet formless is still torrid

I am the voice of the lost

Flinching for solace in the confines of insanity!

I am the mouth of the dumb

Finding expression in the silence of the siren!

I am the head of the headless

Shouting in the hollows of my sockets!

I am the brain of the nitwits

Bawling for wisdom from the shallows of the deep!

I am nobody calling to everybody for somebody!

Sonnet 1

Sonnet 1

The truth in the words of my love defies time

Even if it is the case that I have no money

Yet the blood in my veins still strive

Your love for me speaks honey

So why do you beset me with worries

And laden my heart with sorrow?

You cut me deep with your stories

Of days and hours left in deep shit burrows

I lay awake with thoughts of hurt

My head aches with worries of neglect

You have hurt me deep like lust

You broke my heart as easy as a trinket

Let it therefore be known this day

That you have lost that which is frail.