Waiting For Godot Poem by Oluwatomiwo Akinyemi

Waiting waitng
For the all-mighty godot
godot godot I ask myself
Where are you?

I have searched the
tempestuous seas
I have toiled the arid desert
All to no avail
I have defiled timidity into the
treshold of darkness
Searching searching
Without the sight of you

The angst I am feeling knows no bound
Who will restore this toothless lion
To its old state
Who will shatter the plagues of poverty, corruption, unemployment

and these eels that denies us peace



The young is no more getting younger
The old is no more getting older
Our end-less wait is drawing us closer
To the long hand of the great striker
Who converts at the sniff of a loop-hole

Waiting
Is a bane to my soul
Who will deliver this fatherland
From baby-land
The oppressors without
Have handed us over to the oppressors within
Who have become our suppressors
Who have turned out to be more brutal-ic in nature

godot godot
Where are you?
Sometimes I doubt your existence
But you are the chosen one
sent to douse our exist-tense
The blind leadeth those who have eyes
Making those with sight question-in the validity of their optics

Several pretend godots have come
Promising the promises of the promise
Of leading us to the promised land
They conceal their aim
Illusioning and indoctrinating our minds
Into believing they have our interests at heart
Our trust is stolen
Just like the devil
their main aim is brought to light
We are all enslaved

in the boss-om of corrupt-nation

godot
Where are you?
Restore the pride and dignity
of the blackest continent in the world

They despised the colour of my skin
Like the 'esu-laa-lu' himself
Who comes for nothing else
But to kill, steal and annihilate us



My broth-hel has enslaved me
*Inn* a more calamitous way
My anger is burn-ing up
My body has turned into a worth-less one

Because I have no educate-nation
They feel I do not deserve the freed-sodom
And enjoyment of life

Godot
Where are you?
If you exist show yourself
Deliver us from these supplanters
Who know nothing about father-hood
These idiotic baboons

and destructively greedy agents
have been leading us

To think mug-gabe fought for zimba- bwes independence
And still holding on to power is so disheartening
He ought to be thinking of his last days
Not oppress you till I die
Its hightime we continued
chasing this gad-dafis, mob-baraks, abi-idin sed ali out of power

If it will take hero-ism
Heroes we will be
I thought I found the godot in my nation finally
But you bring bad-luck than jonah
You are so dumb like dumb asses behave like dummies
You are weaker than the weakest weakling that was
ever weak
My brothers are being bombed
by the bomber-men who are my supposed brothers
They are so psycho-pathic in nature and character
Fighting a stupid ideology
They say 'western education is a sin'
Yet they are so dumb
to know there weapon of destruction is westernized
Bad-luck jonah you are no different
From this haram-bees who are hell-bent
On self-destruct-nation
*A nothing* means of suicidal act



Badluck jonah awake from your sleep
And go to your nineveh

*Asuun* strike has been keeping stu-dent at home for months
Like a death sentence
Dent-in and becoming dent-tri-mental to lifes
The criminals you have on the street
Are they not enough?
Quit savage-ing the future of this young guns

Godot
Come forth if you are alive like lazarus
And deliver us from this sick-ly* bond-age of *opp-rest-less-nation*

Godot am still keeping faith in you
Don't let me die before your arrival
Come and breathe life into our exist-tense
And destroy these forces of destruct-nation
That is *threaten-in* this exist-tense of mine



Gogot godot godot
Come forth and rescue my nation
If your existence is not an illusion