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Igbalajobi Olasunkanmi Poem
I'm proud of my colour
not because I'm black
I'm proud of my colour
not because I'm an African
the lighten of the skin makes no different
the whiteness of my heart beam my humane.
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It was a sad day
a day darker than the dead of a night
a day of confusion
feet denied the adorning protection
what was meant for the feet became the burden of the hand
it was a race were baton can't be changed
the vulture having it's day
the pullet denied shelter
it was the survival of the fittest
souls crying to be saved
aftermath of death and agony
indelible it stuck on the walls
like wild gum on tree trunks
negligent of the kinsmen.
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Though I have no voice
I could become a singer
though I have no voice
Soon, very soon the cock will crown
I had no voice
My soften mind harden my pen
In the jungle of the hard hearted
capping blacks in black
so there path be dark and slippering
brandish spear with javelin falls rain
In the ways of the mighty
So, the testator cog!
for the mute shall grow
foot to feet but soon go with the cowries
I rather leave though not with my name
walls shall bear it all
Spark my windy tongue
The Iroko trees, chaff before the wind
as heavy heart spat the axiom
off all weak dreaded
Indelible it stuck on the wall
like wild gum on tree trunks
with cyclone clinging neck and crop
The tick-hand erected your tower
like the withered plant it shall
level the mud
so shall it be!
for the unwilling silent souls
have drain the whiteness of your eyes
you hadn't no
your snail as tasted the forbidden spice
Just a little pour from the clouded sky
just a little pour
Shall sound the trumpet of the tyrant
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The pullet has found it's roost
The mighty elephant is endowed with a liar
while my love roams in the wind
looking for were to lay
My lips give in to dryness
like the plant in the harmattan
How long will my heart hang in the sky
Definitely o fall like a shooting star
He who hears my cries
Let him wipe my tears
He who bears my loneliness
let him make me a pillow
not only to lay my manhood
nor for my lips be wetted
But for ripe affection be tapped
by the desire of my heart
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whispering along the river side
murmuring down the cross-road
I stretched my auditory nerve on errand
my name was on lips
my phalanges on the globe
walking like a hunter
but my heavenly perfume was perceived
like in the midst of a tutorial
I saw tired lips
Un heavily legs begging to be moved
smiling faces received me
deceit in the air
despite I heard the hiss of serpents
far, far away
my chest was light
mind changes mind
I flow in a flower of speech
In the gathering of foes
chanting to see my glory ebb
right on cyclones the wind storm echo
loosing grip that am in a coat of life
tinny with the flesh of the lamb
HE in me is more than the tin dead deceiver
breathing under His feet
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The cock has crow
after so many fuse of pure grains
it grows above the eagle claw, off the restless shore
picking pin in the mud
to see the cockerel grow
cock-a-doodle-doo, the cock crows
off the mother hen that cluck out
at the sight of stronger keen sighted
to her apron lies the cart
after sobbingly to the cadence of moo
ushering in babble of joy
in the midst of two
your eyes saw it through,
through the dirty, war front.
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My call
My ravine call
I noise it, but couldn't go pass me
though the thief pass me by
Carting away the whiteness of my eyes
My view of pride
I used to be, the cedar tree,
cornea of the eyes,
mellow in the cluster of fruit
floating in the deep blue sea
stem around me like a cluster of flower on a branch
feeding mouth to mouth just like the caring bird to the nestling
not until my hidden was uncovered
cedar tree, not by my lips
lost its chlorophyll
the cornea the lachrymal-glands
My fir, clover for the cattle
sinking in the other side of the sea
tongue-in tongue-out
As if the weasel cares
never cares
the mimic of the tortoise pronounce its
handful of destruction
Hum!
Judas of this world, web of evil tenacity
their beam is just like the morning star
once the cloud open it goes
subsiding for the next prey to devour
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Why didn't she cry
why didn’t she make that noise just like the others
why! Why!!
Sobbed to the cadence of moo
Howl! Howl!! Never came
may be thy eyes could be tired
maybe thy feet would still be lifted high
maybe
little ones never sleep on arrival
the dawn never duck
heated in black and brown
the windy cold seize her stay
lift! thy hand off thy shoulder
old tales are for the marine
why
the calabash ought dripped along with the
waters
the day had gone while the sun remains
we're of flesh
refusing to becoming one part
just a beam, never saw, miles from been a conqueror
the turtle left without the shell
essence of life watery down the hills.
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Another day is gone,
another night as fall
my feet aren't getting smaller
I call for shade
I weep for crown
not to leave my head in the air
not to leave
though I came by his name
not to live by it
come quickly, the desire cock
come quickly
before night falls.
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Day by day
my heart lingers
over a deadly day
a day darker
the dead of a night
the day of September eleven
openly souls to their eleventh hour
folks hymn sorrows
tasted salt-like drops
far, far
on my tube
my skin shiver
shriek to the sight of thousand
winding-sheets
Requiem! Requiem!!
In the air
pity, pity on the globe
die not sand-coated
how callous thy be.
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