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Olatunji Ayodeji Abulude Poem
You were the first
To speak to herbs
And make the ailing cured.
The greatest healer known to all
Like ripples, your fame
Was far spread.
Olubikin! Olubikin!
Heed the elders' call—
Bitter fruits are not sought by bats.
For honey— bees are hunt.
Flamboyant plumage
Will attract hawks.
Success is a curse.
Copyright © Olatunji Ayodeji Abulude | Year Posted 2023
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Olatunji Ayodeji Abulude Poem
Life, a moving train,
With many stops.
Disgorging souls diverse
As it journeys forth.
Yet embracing
New voyagers
Along its steamy path.
Within its long belly,
Hearts and minds immersed.
Unstopped onward journey,
So swift and sure!
Copyright © Olatunji Ayodeji Abulude | Year Posted 2024
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