Olalekan Ololade Sobande

The year is withering; the wind blows down the leaves.
Men stand under eaves,
While waiting for the coming of a new baby,
There your joyous father once stood;
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The broken bones cannot be made whole!
The master of the house cracked his whip.
The gods, it is only the gods who know why the bones were broken.
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I have dipped three fingers,
Three fingers of my right hand;
Thumb finger, fore finger and middle finger.
I have held my three fingers to the winds,
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I will Pronounce Your Name to Omolola (My pink lady)
By Sobande Olalekan Ololade.S
Remember the Christmas
When on our way from Lagos
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O FUNAAB, possessor of a savings basket full of money
O FUNAAB, enfolded by honour.
Today in FUNAAB by tacit agreement
They will sing just one FUNAAB’s anthem
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Abeokuta South
A colossus, amongst
That stands
And raises his head high
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Look!
Look out there in the bucket,
The rusty bucket with unclean water.
I don't know why rain refuse to fall in Abeokuta.
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Sunday
What a happy Sunday!
The crowding stony faces of my fellows make me afraid.
Let my mind turn to my God!
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From the west
Sun comes hurrying with the heat
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She came in silken drapes,
And naked breasts
It seems the world has changed her garment
But it is I who has not crossed the fenced.
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Listen to its song
Listen to the deep pulse of Africa
Beating in the mist of forgotten villages
See the tired moon comes down to my bed on the slack sea
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I stay in awe as I watch them play
so free to do whatever they say
Happy for simply being alive
with no big goals to reach or strive
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I hear your call! I hear it far away!
I want to review your face again
and feel your cold embrace
and inhale your breath
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ODUN NLA
Sobande Olalekan
:
Rams are on the queue again to meet their waterloo
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Africa, we are now in den
I took my pen
I take some sigh
I saw the sign
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Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye
that's all we shall know for truth
for he has warned them at the last supper
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ABIKE!
If the rain is sunny, never care
I'm prepared to sun the rain just to take you there,
To dance to the beat of Àyàngalú onilu ibilë
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TITLE: After Exile
(in demonstration of ENDSARS protest)
POET: Sobande Olalekan Surajudeen
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Death at a funeral (My heart bleeds for our falling heroes)
POET: SOBANDE OLALEKAN Surajudeen
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Title: I have changed the numbers on my watch
(specially dedicated to my wife and son)
Poet: Sobande Olalekan
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