Song Of Rebels Poem by Alade Abayomi Idris

This is my song and loud i sings it


I would be mad to be your lover

Doomed for being your friend

Sleep with one eye for i am at your back

Fortify yourself against strayed bullets

Die if you want

Rebel of humanity that brands my type

I was made of love, this i know

You stole what belongs to me

My wealth and freedom

My hope and life

Now i am the frightened snake that bite in the verdure

The dog that pursue the pursuers

Hatred breeds in me

Strange forces inhabited me

Strenght of Iroko i have

And dazzling face of fire

I perpetrate my word like the flood

That overhauled stoppages and stoppers

I have and will destroy anything at sight

Until you give back what you've stolen

Not as bribe but as right

Then will the man in me dies

Brother i will call you

In geniueness of love
With our buried past.


This is my song and loud i sings it.