Babalola Augustine Adeola

(August 26th,1990 / Lagos)

Let Talk About It.


A broken pot will never visit the stream,
except for mockery.
Why should a broken plate remain in the kitchen?
May be for referencing.

The rag on the floor,
once dwell in the safest part of the wardrope.
Soldier go, soldier come barrake remains.
Except for the visit of the destroyer.

Even if age make him sound like a child sometimes,
still does steal his wisdom.
The king in the AFRICAN market place,
was once a 'fine boy'.
The professor, yesterday was a student.

Whatever that grows,
dose not just grow.
But by the death of the seeds.
Ask the brother who laid the foundation
for the supersonic jet.

Why then should we denounce,
the wisdom of ages.
The counsel of the gray hair
or look down on the strenght of my father.
Who am I to refer to my driver as old school.

Why should we redefine what has been defined.
Destroying our fathers whealth?
Why should we take freedom over morality?
God created Adam and Even not Adam and Steve.
Sango too marrid Oya and not Ogun.

I think we need to talk more on these...

Submitted: Sunday, January 27, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, June 19, 2013

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