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Socialization
When does socialization become sexualization?
When does socialization become sabotaging?
Socialization isn't sexualization
Socialization isn't sabotaging
Saboteur isn't a socialist
Socialization isn't sacrilege
A socialist isn't a sacrosanct
Socialism isn't sadism
A sadist isn't a socialist
Salacious isn't socialization
Socialization isn't admitting safe sex
A satanic isn't a socialist
A socialist isn't a scandal monger
Screwy isn't socialization
A socialist will not be scruffy
Socialization isn't scurrilous
Seamy isn't socialization
Seduction isn't socialization
A socialist isn't seductress
Sociality is morality..
©® 27/12/17... Junaid Abdul Wakeel. #YoungWriter
Africans Change Thy Thought
African men change thy thought
I am a woman I agreed
I'm a wife not a slave
I'm thy mother do thee know?
I'm thy half half deen
Thee married me for what sake?
For beauty's or wealth's sake?
For children purpose or for God's sake?
For male children or what sake?
For religion purpose and character's sake?
Then you dejected me for bareness' sake
I was abandoned for male's sake
For affection do you marry?
For true love do thee marry?
I know how vital children are
I thought you will wrapped me with thy blanket
I am ashamed of myself
Throw away all thy thought
I am not an angel nor saint
But fact still remain I'm not harlot
I don't terminate any pregnancy
Remember! Thee are the one that unlocked the door
Thy family utterance I was depressed
Neighbourhood messages I was impressed
I was given aggressive names
I am called "Ako Pepeye"
I am named "Ako Ibepe"
It's my fault all the way?
Thee can marry thy second wife
It is well all the way
If thee want divorce you are free
I agreed it's my fate
I am a woman in her prime..
©® 2/10/17. Abdul Wakeel Junaid
In Quest For Pure love
We are longing for so called pure love
And that love lives within us
But our darken heart has made it darken
We pretend as if we love Though we're not a true love seeker
She present her heart the way it was treated
In quest for pure love but we don't trust each other
Yet we are still longing for a pure love
Let there be just and trust
Let both be the gatekeeper then open
the gate for love and peace
For love can never stay in pieces
In quest for pure love not for beauty
In quest for pure love not for wealth
For beauty and wealth can not sustain happiness
When questing for pure love thee are questing for happiness
For money can't purchase happiness and love
Let our heart be spacious for love not deceits
For a deceit heart never get a pure lover
Sitting down there a pure lover waiting for thy pure affection
I want a pure lover of the pure heart
,©® 28/8/17. Abdul-Wakeel Abdur-Rasheed Junaid
Valentine
My dear brothers and sisters
What special in Feb 14th?
Why did you prefer a bl/\dy clothes?
Why did you celebrate the death of a lover?
Why do you dress nakedness on this day?
Why do you enjoy mocking your virginity?
You broke a door locked by thy Creator
You behave like dogs
You exchange doggy saliva
You are out there looking for wears
Which your parents can't avoid
They keep starving at home because of you
But you spent thousands for a single day
You took photos as many you want
Your parents find it difficult to change their clothes
A tuition fee of twenty thousand
Your mathematical equation turn it to forty
When your wall is being drainage off
And your wall allowed every drowner
A fool looking for his/her val
They romance you such as animal
You commit sins call for hundred lashes
And you call it pleasure
Are you capable of account??
On the day of accountability...
©® Junaid Abdul Wakeel 11/2/17
A Broken Heart
You should have told me
Before my feelings turned to love
You must have told me
Before I continue dreaming of you
I must have be informed
Before my heart turned to yours
I should I have noticed
Before I fall in an ocean of deceit called love
Yesterday it started with comic
But today it ended with tragic
You should have told me
Before I gave you the whole heart
Why do I not notice?
Your smiling was just suffering
Your caring was just careless
Your envy was just an evil
You stabbed my heart
And left there un-treated scar
You can't even know the way I feel
Just because you are tortoise in all ramification
I am your want not your need
It is hardest for my broken heart
To love and trust again..
©® 22/4/2018. Junaid Abdul-Wakeel
The Bench Warmers!
I Always confused
About the ladders we called
I wonder, where things went wrong
I'm thinking thinking
I keep asking myself
Where are the sensitive young adults?
So saddened the future leaders Are now the future robbers
If I could asked
Where does it started?
All around it is from the grassroots
Our class Reps are the yam beetles
Our school and departmental presidents
Are now the maize weevils
Our so called honourables
Are just the bench warmers
They are not
Ambassadors of this nation
They just destroy layers
The so called senators
Are just the noise makers
They are termites that destroyed treasures.
® © 20/7/17. Abdul Wakeel "Young Writer" All right reserved.. I'm a writer of progress..
Form:
A MORSEL
This is a sweet bitter morsel
It is very bitter and sweet
It is sweet as honey
And bitter as bile
A morsel of boneless
But harder than skull
A morsel of honour
Likewise a morsel of disgrace
A channel of bliss and sorrow
Protagonist in nature
Likewise antagonist in career
A character of comic
Likewise character of tragic
It builds than bricklayers
And destroyed as yam beetles, maize weevils
In addition as termites
It traveles miles as air does
That morsel rolls between triggers
The morsel tasty sweetness and bitterness
A morsel kills faster than poison
And safe faster than safeguard
People are rotted in prison
Just because of it misused
Promotion and demotion come
The way it is applied
People have used it to kill generations
While others have used it to sustain generation
Some will be kings in hell through that morsel
That morsel will lead some to paradise
That morsel is very vital
That morsel is an element of prayer and curse
A useful articulator
Vital organ of speech
Don't speak because you must talk
But because you have something reasonable to say
Regretting upon your silence is a golden
Than regretting after utterances
Hope you have understood that morsel?
Tongue! Tongue! Tongue!
A sweet bitter morsel.
,©® Junaid Abdul Wakeel "young writer "
10/8/17
Socialization
When does socialization become sexualization?
When does socialization become sabotaging?
Socialization isn't sexualization
Socialization isn't sabotaging
Saboteur isn't a socialist
Socialization isn't sacrilege
A socialist isn't a sacrosanct
Socialism isn't sadism
A sadist isn't a socialist
Salacious isn't socialization
Socialization isn't admitting safe sex
A satanic isn't a socialist
A socialist isn't a scandal monger
Screwy isn't socialization
A socialist will not be scruffy
Socialization isn't scurrilous
Seamy isn't socialization
Seduction isn't socialization
A socialist isn't seductress
Sociality is morality..
©® 27/12/17... Junaid Abdul Wakeel. #YoungWriter
Things Fall Apart
The moon is not lighter
The day I saw the moon
The sun is not brighter
The time I saw the sun
Thee were not like this
The day I saw thee
Thee were not a lout as I saw thee before
The day I saw the tree
It's not fruitful
The day I saw thee
Thee were just a kid
But today I saw thee
Thee back an infant
But why I was not invited to thy marriage programme?
Don't tell! It's wed locked child
The I was born
The word isn't like this
But today we're
Moral has ran away
Respect has sank in an ocean
Father has flied away
Mother has mad along
Alas! Things has fallen apart
©®™™™™™ 8/10/2017... Junaid Abdul Wakeel... ™™™™Young Writer™™™™™p
Craziness Became Fashion
Craziness has became fashion
Normality has became abnormal
Man has became madness
See that man
Sagging like a prisoner
Man has became madness
Wears like rags
Their wears are rags
Tore here and there like that
Of street passers
Creatures without destination
Craziness has became fashion
Sexual arouse in public
Behaving like animals
Craziness become fashion
Eyeglasses without lens
Man has became madness
Sharing chain with a bingo
That is the man with elements of madness and craziness
Wears like rags
Sexual arouse in public
Chain as bingo
Those are the elements of craziness
That later became fashion
®©Abdul Wakeel "young writer " 1/8/17. .. All right reserved