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Akinsimoye Samuel Omoniyi Poem
For them:
TGIF! It’s weekend;
The ATM vomits its cods,
Unwinding at the bars,
The cinema’s got a blockbuster!
Yes,…pizza… barbeque… red wine…chicken…
…come on, keep the change girl, it’s weekend!
Campuses empty for “World-Trade-Centers”;
Hey, Two nights, Sunday’s off…your bill
…turn on the gen. set boy! It’s weekend!
For us:
We wake to trader’s knock,
Farmers got to make thousand heaps,
Laundry man washes his palms off,
Bar attendants serve till time is still,
Prostitutes, pounded for few pounds,
‘Big brothers’ rob us to pay our bills,
The maid knocked out without recharge;
Labourer needs refill:
“Malt?”
“No…three coooold pure water”
“And wetin?”
“And, ehn…one groundnut.”
“Finish?”
“Add one bons biscuit,
Put am for nylon”
It’s glaring why;
Their WEEKends earn us WEAKends!
At our homes,
“We’re fasting today[no prayer point]”
“Idiot children! Drink water and be fine”
“Go meet your mother!”
“Are you blind?”
“Turn off the lantern, tomorrow’s Church…”
… and so is our weakend!
Copyright © Akinsimoye Samuel Omoniyi | Year Posted 2017
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Akinsimoye Samuel Omoniyi Poem
All rags of time have had me waiting
For your response yet pending,
Shall loneliness befriend you as I?
The time may not be better right.
Blame me not for those,
Your folks caused my woes,
I’ve got no heart now but stone;
If I let you in, you’ll like others roll.
I shall clear your woes,
Build you a throne –
Halt! I need none of those!
I’ve heard more from the wolves
Who gave me the life I now chose.
Copyright © Akinsimoye Samuel Omoniyi | Year Posted 2017
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Akinsimoye Samuel Omoniyi Poem
How lovely the smiles we wear,
While just for shots the smiles we wear;
Shinny teeth in chin-to-chin smiles,
App-cleaned faces, no pimple reveals…
I wish we were as happy as our pictures
For in shots we’re whole-faced
With a holed heart,
…nothing is more dangerous!
Copyright © Akinsimoye Samuel Omoniyi | Year Posted 2017
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