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Best Poems Written by Olatubosun David

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As We Sail

If time is an eagle
It could be trapped and deplumed
To limit its flight.

If it’s cheetah
It could be fettered to a stock
To determine the scope of its speed

And if time is a sailor
It could be persuaded
To sail slowly,

Or linger here at the shoreline
Where the noonlight nurtures
And the breeze rejuvenates

But we launch towards the night
With the solace of its full moon
And we shall sleep at night

But our works shall stay awake.
To double three scores is but a wish
And whether or not it’s conferred

The days of man are brief.
Must we be easy and loving as we sail
And sip nectar from our hard labours.

For our days are brief
And the time is swift.
Let our nights, O Lord, we pray

Be sweeter than the honey
And our rest as well 
Be peaceful like the heaven.

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War Is a Curse

when war approaches, miles away 
it scuttles sideways like a crab
or creeps slowly, slowly and slowly
like a reptile, 
with holocaust claws;

a quick eye sees, 
a smart heart reads, 
at distance. 

war, as you may think, 
is not the pandemonium
occasioned by the actions of noisy missiles, 
nor the havoc wrought by Satan 2 explosion. 

war is not the sporadic shootings
nor the rumbling grenades 
that make the noble cities a desolation. 

war is quiet! 
war is when the noise has died down,
and the murky smoke disappears 
from the sky 
to settle in the mind;
and sundry sicknesses begin to creep 
upon the earth.

war is when poor souls are left 
to endure the wroth of a ferocious hunger;
when we remember our friends and lovers 
but can never again see their faces. 
then the soul wanders 
in the nostalgic path of peacetime,
and we wish those cruel days never be. 

war is the sight of miserable kids 
separated from their parents 
without a parting message. 
war is the plight of women stripped naked
by the death of husbands and children,
and that of the promising kids turning waifs
amidst of desolations. 

but we can win a war and lose nothing,
we can win a war without a gunshot, 
if we avoid it early.
for those who start fire 
are not burned by it.
those consumed by the flame 
never want war.

must we let peace lead
and shun war.
must we let love rescue the earth
from the verge of extinction.
for when we fight in the war,
it's only our friends that we kill.

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As We Traverse the Landscapes

Like travellers, 
We cross this arid land
Aiming at the city of rest.

As we traverse the landscapes 
We may, of a truth, sully our feet
With besetting dust of sin

But we must from time to time
Remember Calvary, the place of cleansing 
Where mercy flows immeasurably 

We go through marketplaces 
Let’s be pleased with divine supplies 
Lest we are tangled with vanities of life 

We faint many a time 
But we are resuscitated; we move on
We despair not. 

We shall win!
We are soldiers in the warfare
Let’s fight, holding onto the cross

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Changeovers

The blazing warlord in rage
Stares upon the face of the earth
The uneasy earth in haste
Emits glazy smokes trapped underground
To take some fresh air

Cool breeze blows gently by
Tired trees wave for joy
Rustling in praise and delight	

The idle cloud is busy traversing the sky
Wrapping the whole earth in a moment
Into a horrible darkness

Gentle breeze changes over to rainstorm
The flood overwhelm the gutters
Flashing lightning and rumbling

The storm soon shed some strength
Handing over to a gentle misty breeze 
The cloud is cleared

I see some paintings of God
In the sky of a scanty cloud
That shows afterwards

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I Fear No More

I fear no more
For death gives forever life
In death, life is known
But without death I’m dead

Death is no death since it bears the life
But to live is death if I fear to die

Life, there is in a cross gently born
In painful patience and meekness
In rugged road to Golgotha
Perfecting redemption of man

Life there is in blood that dripped out of head
Adorned with thorn and thistle,
Hands and legs nailed to the cross
And in water that spurted out of side
Punctured with weapon of the cruel guard

Now He lives and dies no more
That life may be portioned to the living dead
Who lives in His death to death
He lives and works in my mortal body
To rescue my poor soul from the grip of death

The vault is empty
This is my confidence
Shame to death and its sting

He is risen!


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It Will Rain

It will rain today and NEPA will seize the light
The firmament is dark, the cloud is enormous
The singing birds have fled
Everyone to its home

It will rain today, I’m worried
I have neither roof enough for storage
Nor grow fins to swim
My Bedchamber a  harbour
 for the looming flood

It will rain and flood everywhere
Motors will be trapped in the traffic, 
Passengers will trek miles in group
And pedestrians will muddle the streets

It will rain today and farm road slippery
I will be drenched by the spit of the over drunk bushes,
Work in cassava plantation boring,
And father wont take no for answer

It will rain today and plants would rejoice
Happy plants will feed and feed mankind
Animals will eat and give us living
For it rains to bless mankind

It will rain; it will rain
The horrifying black sky scares me
A fair blue sky turns suddenly foul!
A calm refreshing breeze turns swiftly wild!

It will rain; look up the scaring skies
I wish you're the obedient Noah
Under the heavy cloud of the great flood
Who heeded the warning of the looming danger.

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Hymn of Reflection

When at last I shall sail
Away from this turbulent sea
I shall leave the crumbling tent by the shore

When my toil now is done
And forever I rest
When the storm is over
I shall forever sing melodies

We sail against the wind
The wavy tide of roaring sea
Tossing us up and down, defying our faith

Jointly our foes gather
Like the swamp of the locust pests
But our God, mighty in battle – our help!

Onward! We shall not faint
Ahead of us, victory is sure
Christ’s for us! Nothing against us can stand

With delight shall we sing
Farewell, world of pains and peril
In the glorious morning that we shall meet.

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Lucidity

When I walk in the dark, I only see
Between the lashes of your veiled eyes
And I take your counsel loyally
As a sick man his pill
‘Cos you are the Strong
I am the Weak
You lead
I follow
But light has come to stay
I will from today walk by the light
You force to my senses

Treacherous teacher!
What do you know about the cupid to teach?

These precious times I spent with you I grieve
For you betrayed my trust
I am bare in your hand
I become like a naked chicken
Exposed to biting cold
Because you’ve known all of me

I offer my heart, a soul mate
To your lonely soul
I offer my creamy milk
Soothing to your thirsty soul

You make me drunk
of your lies as a man
on strong wine

You left me to stagger
and fall. You betrothed
your heart to another

Yet you profess
Your honesty is as bright as the midday sun
But I’ve read in these deceitful eyes of yours
That you have no need of me

You slay my hope
You crush my spirit
You rip my heart asunder
With the sword of a jilt

You wreck my world
You drown my joy
You sear my soul
With the flame of shame

My comfort:
Is it in the mouth alone that you eulogize
Or in the heart, your place of wickedness
Or in your lips that wet my lips
Or in these fingers that caress and revive?
These things that you do behind me
Define your true self and I see it again

You made me sang my song
of hope with the melodies of
emptiness.

You made me sat my heaven
of bliss among my fiends
in the pit of hell

But now, you’ve opened my eyes to see the light
And I’ll henceforth walk straight
And no more in the dark

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Sober Reflexion

When this temple shall lay to rest
That the temple bird returns 
To dreamland beyond the seas
The earthen vessel shall be desolate
Then shall dust, dust returns
And reality long created comes true
The dead weep over the dead, consciously 
Numbering their days
The dead weep over the dead
On grounds well-known to them

Awake oh the Dead!
Weep no weep for anyone
Except for yourself
Except for your perilous past
And your waiting morrow
For love or pleasure you give in tears
Does him no right or wrong

This temple shall lay to rest 
And temple bird shall flew away
To dreamland beyond the seas
And temple walls shall become desolate
Then cry no cry and shed no tears
Death makes me triumph over death.

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My Song Shall Not Stop

My song shall not stop; 
Even though my time is up, 
And the mike is off
And I'm removed from the stage to the off
stage.

An itinerant singer: 
Even though my trip and toils cease; 
And I'm left with no blank sheet
And my pen stops to flow ink, 
My songs shall not stop; 
I shall continue to sing.

A man doesn't die; 
Though the tent is deserted; 
Residential bird escapes to the firmaments; 
Dust returns to dust and feed the worms.
But I shall yet live again
For in mortality dwells immortality.

I'm a writer, I shall not die.
I'm a God's son, I shall not die.
At night, the sun shall go to rest; 
Darkness from the face of heavens shall fall; 
But then, the glory of the moon and stars shall rise.

If unable to live as long as time and season
I shall yet, in this work, continue to live
Shall continue to write 
In the blank sheets of your heart.
Shall continue to sing melodies
To the ready ears of your inner child.
Shall continue to paint your mental skies
With the colour of rainbow.

A life there is after death.
At brink of the earth's extinction, 
In the other side of the blue sea, 
Beyond the stretch of the horizon beyond; 
Where the sky and the blue sea blend-
Life continues to be.