Ismail Junaid Oluwadamilare Poet Free verse

After Niyi Osundare: Not My Business

I’m no longer that 
Who like to talk 
It’s not my business
With the affairs of the wind 
Who look like breeze 
In it absence
Fill the hearts of the soil
With lies - & succeeds.

What business of mine is it
So long they don’t take the yam 
From my savouring mouth ?

I’m no longer that 
Who like to preach
It’s not my business
To blame the breeze 
When its sights are mortified 
Without light but lies.
Mention to it, directions
Pledge to it fealty   
Monsters appearing to be its beholders.

What business of mine is it
So long they don’t take the yam 
From my savouring mouth ?

It’s not up to me to fight 
Can I take care of breaches with my own hands?
I’m myself amaze at how good the breeze destroy the properties of the wind 

What business of mine is it
So long they don’t take the yam 
From my savouring mouth ?

I’m no longer that
Who like to advise
It’s not my business 
With the affairs of the breeze 
When they think the wind
Already learnt the biography 
Of the soil guided by God
But have for them traces of robbery on their faces 

What business of mine is it
So long they don’t take the yam 
From my savouring mouth ?

I’m no longer that
Who like to narrate 
The affairs of the wind 
It’s not my business 
To consult - suggest - argue the administration of the wind

What business of mine is it
So long they don’t take the yam 
From my savouring mouth ?

I’m no longer that
Who like to be a seer
It’s not my business
But the plan of a wind result in harm
Increase the joy of destruction 

But it’s none of my business after 

My silence hurts……….

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