News From Home Poem by David Oladipupo Olorunshola

It was late in the evening,
When the sun goes down to rest
As everyone made haste to retire
From the scorching of the sunray
All races towards the city entrance
Away from the rigours and labours
Of dawn to dusk everyday
Left only with strength for the night
And food sufficient for another work
No excess to reserve or give away
That is the way it has been
That is the way it will be
Even before this generation 

Yet no cheering news from home
The walls are broken down
Each fight against another 
For as little as food
With none to remedy the situation 
So sad and sick an occurrence 
That time is suspended
Lawlessness is the order of the day
Everyone justifying themselves 
Away from the glare of others
Every one hang on the neck of others
Putting them to hard labour
And not a pleasant story to with 
But a cry for change and succour

It is certainly a time bomb
Everyone seems right in is own sight
Power of reason is gone
That everyone grope in the dark
Not knowing what befalls them
Until a man rose up in honour
Willing to pay the price 
It is a fight woth fighting
To bring liberty and joy
Yet some are obstinate and disagreeable 
Raising obstacles and the like
Just to frustrate the work

Yet others were willing to try
Giving help here and there
Hoping to make a change and see
The work was hard and dangerous
Night and day with only few rest in between
Both hands were put to work
Until success began to smile on them
The raise to do and finish the work
Secret emissaries were employed to watch
To stop and terminate the work
Alas they receive help from men
People that are like minded