Adewole Olaniyi

A pierce in the heart.
showing the way out.
promises broken, dreams fading,
cryful days, sleepless night.
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Day by day,
living in a known way.
what a stereotyped creature,
so dull to see the future.
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Got crossed on my way,
a useless and dark mimic.
Close beside me all day.
Its communication’s all greek.
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In the midst of this river,
my soul within me clamour.
left or right, i know not whither,
to which paddle may favour.
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You were my sorcerer
You despised my ways
Treated my fathers with scorn
Forced them into an unprofitable labor
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Beauty in its raw form
Oh, blacks this is the norm
Creator send down a storm
For Africans makes me warm
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