David Olusanya Poems

What then now, if I die?
Cheerfully taking the tomb to lie.
Do not feel in your heart too sorry,
or saddle your spirit with worry.
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Life might a poignant plane,
dressed with ditches to have your slain;
Never waste your wits to weep,
else you drench in life's direful deep.
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I stood in the middle of the center,
Sucked my food from a poisoned placenta.
Yet I live!
Because I believe;
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These words that I write,
they are life and they are light.
These things that I do,
they are of the world I woo.
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Though your beauty springs like roses,
it will soon, like smoke do fade.
When all your manners and luxurious poses,
are denied all attention paid.
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Where is my love, my princess, my pride?
Long have I, her smile been denied.
When shall I have her breathe on me again?
For I'm heavy of strife, grieve and pain.
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I'll never make sacrifices as a loser.
Leave not your love in the middle of cold.
You will never be a loser,
Alone with someone beautiful and bold.
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Another month of remembrance;
a damned decade of endurance.
A ten year mire of waiting;
pathetic moments of hating.
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Fresh from my oven,
it's another bread of life.
Thanks I'm your chosen,
though I'm still without a wife.
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I have had no home to stay,
since I left and went astray.
I'm now a roaming refugee,
with plaintive palms of apology.
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