Babatunde Aremu Poems

In a catalysmic mode
In the north, east, west and south
It blows with thunderstorms
It blows like hurricane
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No one dare interprete pigs squeal
No art can know the heart contents.
When I offend, you ask me
For there lies our friendship root
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Let me ask a question
Let me know about tomorrow
If you can look into the seed of time
Reveal to me what tomorrow will be
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I remember my meeting her first
She was tender and slim
Her attractive smile was adorable
Her steppings were queenly
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Yes, they sowed guns
Into the belly of the world
Deep down into hinterlands
Just for their economic gains
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They are like star gazers
Rolling the crystal balls
To decipher the future
Whether the seed will grow or not
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When you meet someone on the way
Just say I love you
The voice of love is golden
The tongue of love sothens
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Neither gold nor silver
Not rubies, not diamond
They are neither castles nor skyscrapers
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These ashes,
Remind us of past ugliness,
These ashes,
Emanated from hurly-burly.
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We casually say good night
Oblivious of the import of those words
Our good night is laced with hope
Of rising up another morning
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