Ayodele Akinmeji

Oust the king for he is cruel!
Reject him for our rights he denied
Let the sceptre from him been taken
Our lands and toils hasn't he exploited?
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The African, the dark man
His wives cower at his sight
And each unto her hut flee
From the furnace of his anger
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The journey, we had started
Even to the cave of glory.
We dreamt of riches and splendor.
In harmattan and rain, march we forward
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The journey, we had started
Even to the cave of glory.
We dreamt of riches and splendor.
In harmattan and rain, march we forward
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From east and west we have come
With different tongues to our Babel
To raise a tower beyond the heavens
And eye to eye we see not one another
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The affliction great and pain intense
But why should I grumble or complain?
Was it not told in the sweet tales?
That those who endurepain shall reign?
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walk down the aisle
A walk down forever
On downs and highs
Till death quenches the ember
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Our man is the cause
Please do spare the rod
The offender is just a tool
So blame less the stooge
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The pang goes on
Even like the plane of a joiner
it shaves clean thefood store
The stomach yells in pain
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When the need arise
I shall be inspired to write
Arise oh my pen and the wrongs right
My writes shall soar beyond the skys
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Stubbornly it sticks to it's host
Devouring the nutrients earned in labour
Gulping the water fetched from deep below
It blossom off the helpless host
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She rises in the morn in the Florence of her beauty
The radiance of her face cowers the bright sun
AndLike a maize in a field of cabbages
Her fairness stands out amongst her peer's
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They told me that day;
that they'll be my friends
That in loco parentis they'll stand
That all I need do to prosper
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I TOOHAVE A DREAM
Like the man at the march
I too have a dream
That a time shall be
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My Father's befitting masquerade
The masked spirit of the waterful world
Folk of the legendary Ìjòfì
Descent of the mythological Ìlá
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In cold blood the worm attacked the earth
Dimming her light and allaying her traffic
'The swift worm has defiled the square-
'All to your tents' the master voice barks
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