Category: Poems

A Fela Kuti Inspired Word To The Leaders

Authority stealing expensive shit
Colonial Mentality breeding Mr. Follow Follow

Opposite people, power show
Shakara plus no agreement equals Go slow

Leaders, quit the Roforofo Fight!
The sorrow, tears and blood!

We don’t need another Army arrangement
or to become beasts of no nation… unless…

Hi guys! 🙂

I just wrote a cento thanks to Samuel Peralta over at dVerse.

A cento is a poem composed entirely of lines emanating from other sources. The sources for the cento may come from many authors – a line each from different poets, the titles of different novels, quotations from different politicians.

For my piece I chose titles of songs by the great Fela Kuti and made of it … well you decide 🙂 … I just hope I made the Abami Eda proud though 😉

(For Titles of Fela’s Songs please click on the link—-> FELA KUTI LYRICS)

… Continue to rest in Peace Fela!

WOW! it just occurred to me that we bear the same initials! F.K! How cool  is that?! 😀

Perfect want vs. Perfect will

I, your face I have sought on every desire hitherto
But so hard it is to get what I make known!
Why do my desired “yes’s” from your lips come out “no”
Best I come with thanksgiving leaving my wants un-shown!

Aware your plans are best, this without question
The path you place before me leading to the promise land
Yet my heart breaks as you put aside my every intention
… the stubborn child unwavering in her demand.

I implore, “This is what I ask for! let this be what I get”
Assuredly I will stand challenges on the rise
The climax is failure and at your feet I falls in regret
You in your omniscience bear no surprise

Thank you Google 😉

Again and again, stupidly battling against Your will
Yet ever loving Father you softly speak, “Be still…”

OK, so a friend says to celebrate the fact that its my first sonnet so here goes 😉 …. YIPPEE!!!!!!!! 😀

In the name of God…

In the name of God inquisitions have transpired
 In the name of God, death to the heretics and liars!
In the name of God crusades have been fought
 In the name of God, religions have been brought to not
In the name of God wickedness is at its highest
 In the name of God corrupt religious leaders smile the widest
In the name of God suicide bombs explode
 In the name of God horrors still unfold
In the name of God many lives are lost
 In the name of God an embassy was just torched
In the name of God, such foolishness is caused
 In the name of God LETS STOP HURTING OUR GOD!

As sleep beckons

Eyes closing as I write
sleep, it is I strive to fight
 Battling to keep the nights’ watch
yet embraced by the silent hush

Betrayed by yawns,
now Hypnos’ pawn
A tired head tilts
and slowly I drift,

Silken slumber bids me fall
the silence of the night, its seductive call
The fight to stay awake, in vain
as heavy eyes at last betray

The Chronic

Living a little thinking I have little to live for

I-am screaming out sunshine, leaving its rays outside my door

I-feel nothing can harm me if nothing is real

So-I puff on a joint and let my thoughts be concealed

Won’t-let reality hurt me, won’t bathe in truth

So-I puff smoke and pass-out!, while sipping on some juice

This Queen ain’t havin’it!

Leave her earrings on the bed
they’ve already been seen…
don’t even try to justify,
I’ll only kick and scream!

Yo hungry ass is full of grass
this shit you talk ain’t gon’pass
So pack yo bags at least for tonight,
stay another moment, and you’re in for a fight!

How dare you tell me this ain’t right?!
I’m not the one screwing a ho with slippery fingers!
confusing ma home for hers
using ma bed as a dresser!

O ‘n’ this AIN’T the first time I seen!
she knows I know, coz lately she left me her VS-panties
Its the silence she cain’t stand
wanting me to come FIGHT for ma man!

But see, what she don’t understand is
a Queen ALWAYS  knows where she stands
I am the madam; she is the maid
I get home to love and respect; her scanky ass gets laid!

So run along to yo little girlfrien’
and feel free to tell’er all I said
and when the shit you’ve pulled, you realize
THEN crawl on back home and apologize!

For my BB…

Is that you staring back at me
sitting still, winking feverishly
pining for me to come to you
a shudder and a buzz
and more winking too

Is that you, hard to the touch
To hold you, how it reveals so much
as fingers caress you give such pleasure
your response as I tease
the moment’s treasure

Is that you, contesting for my attention
as you shudder, buzz and wink at my mention
I hate how you make an addict out of me
other things to do but NO, you want me now
and as you call for me I cower

Just the perfect fit
In my palm as you sit
loving me as I chat and I twit
Not caring how I’ve man handled you to shit
Knowing that should I run you down, I’ll get another kit

😉

A one time offer

One night of romance
permit we share,
in heated passion
our bodies bare

Picture this:

Muttered verses
but actions clear,
unspoken I love you’s
hanging thick in the air

Bursts of energy,
violent release,
waves of passion,
and a final ease.

A picture, epic
two bodies entwined,
dawn approaching…

… Have you made up your mind?

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The Insomniac

Eyes wide open,
Sleep, a dream,
20/20 vision,
yet not much to see.

In bed,
nothing to do,
so I post a piece of rubbish!
And oh… This edited picture too.

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A blind eye…

Turn a blind eye if you dare,
play pretend,
pretend you are unaware,
see yet show no care.
you say “none of my business
“not my problem
so why bother?”,
Turning your vision from the disaster of another,
You overlook, you ignore,
nothing to consider,
an invisible axe now hanging over your neck,
it bears a ticking timer.
Waltzing through life,
ignorant,
unknowing,
Unmindful of the fact that reaping is in the sowing
Maybe not now,
perhaps in a bitter future,
or at a bitter end
…and in that time then others play pretend.
 In the end, a blind eye will only lead to one’s own ruin… for with it how does one see?