Darlington Poems - Poems about Darlington

Whenever I look into a mirror I see you: Dad and Mum. I savour the pangs of the damage you’ve done. I become drunk with hate. I break the mirror, hoping to break your faces. But then I see more faces, shades of your faces in diversity. Then I realize I’d just broken an innocent mirror. I try gathering the broken pieces, but they...

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Once upon a time in Erin land, the sun smiled on the people the rains communed peacefully with thunderstorms Erin flowed with palm wine and palm oil, And her children drank to their fill Oba Adeniran, was a great king, loved by both the gods and his people. Providence favored Oba Adeniran Oba Adeniran had two...

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Born without a Phallus Arigbe, the first and last child of his parents named after the famous Arigbe leaf a wild magical spice only used by women who need to spice up their love lives his father’s love for his mother lacked spice at the time he was born so she named him Arigbe but after Arigbe was born his father’s phallus stopped working worst...

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The Night Hawk Whom shall I tell my tale of woes? who shall sing with me my song of oblivion the evil that descended hearth-stead, in the tail of a winter night, swooped upon us like a bald eagle, as vicious as a hungry wolf, raped my mothers and their daughters, and planted in them his abomination. Who shall I tell my shame? The unthinkable...

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History is the mirror through which we see tomorrow. She is the apartheid portrait and silhouette of liberty in Port Elizabeth. In Cairo, the pyramids would show you her hidden hollows. Through the Niger River, she led Frederik Lugard to Lagos. She is the archeologist's land-mark of Blood Diamonds. You could ask the Congo’s, Angolans, Liberians, and the...

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