Amudipe Opeyemi Marcus Poems

Even in my ages of responsibilities


I want to fly the kite
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Audience I seek among my folks
Give me the minstrel seat I pray
Humour I seek not to give
I have a confession to make
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In a far away cosmos
Where the speakers blazed
The drums rattled
At the dawn of the night
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Sad wired the air around us
With grief its vein was filled
The birds had grew quietly quiet
Our shadows became darker
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Ssshhhhhh! ! !
Listen I hear a story
Shhhhhh! ! ! !
I caught some tales
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A misty cloud of uncertainty
Looms over our souls mountaintop
The presence of the owl nearby
Waiting watchfully to cry doomsday
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Perfect start to love's romance
Commitment for food
Dedication for your water
All for now perfect nourishment
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It flowed,
Controllably, Uncontrollably,
Tears! ! !
Enough to fill Kanji
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First there was Miwiru
It's unknown his father
Miwiru sired Sigoma,
Sigoma begets Owiny
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It laid, resting there
Few shadows ago
In between two portraits
One of Mama in her dawn
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