Adisa Oludare Enitan Poems

That am not crying
does not mean am not pained

I have seen worse
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You gave me happy memories
Was I able to reciprocate?
All the fight
Were they out of love?
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The black hawk has fallen
it power,
lost in the struggle for justice
it blood,
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Homage to the great one
seeker of perfection
that resides not in the nation
embodiment of malicious
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I know of a city
scattered in the hills
like the lost boys of Sudan
an ancient city of great possibilities
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Cry not my marred beau
for I will surely return
though it may take years
have faith I will surely return
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Ils sont venus
the stealers of culture and heritage
in more dynamic ways
with new apparatus and agencies
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‘O lame saint!
teller of good lies
giver of affections
lover without deceit
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Dear son,
you have come of age
and things might look strange
so i am writing you this piece
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Where are you?
When this lofty train
Was moving with
Utmost speed and ignition
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