Below is the poem entitled CELEBRATED HEADACHE which was written by poet
akewusola. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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This Ota farmer recognized as
Copper coin with a fluctuating photo,
You load tomorrow’s volt into this
Over sized portfolio,
Debit, wearing materials stitched from
Only a goat perambulates and forgets
His ancestral home.
I size this situation on a scale to measure
Plural of the ring road is all you
Till my fathers became old.
After ruling far away from Heath-row,
You beg for additional white robe
To continue your cataract legacy infected
With disfigured quotes.
I learnt from you, that power is fragile
Today you sit on the highest tower
Few minutes later, dry wind blew your
Sanctuary like this meaningless brown powder.
When I hit you on the road,
As Yoruba always told
The Culture with a symbolic throne.
I must fall to prostrate, because
Elder’s own the stronger bone.
Remember your convoy of hope,
You spoke to my people in a gentle
See the gazed land of unlimited scope
Although we die befriending cold
My journey is satisfied with this
Ordinary biscuit bone.
Now you cant walk the streets
Without been stoned.
The logo for any hero,
Is to eradicate zero’s and communicate
I know you will live long
And remain strong, so you have a
Taste of this rotten corn shared on this
You served on a plater of fading gold.
Even as your interesting biography
Is purposely clothed with apologies
Your lungs will rust like metal in this
Listen to the bold voice from the
Dedicated to the logo my unknown