Hassan Abubakar Olamilekan Biography

World of poetry is hard to live,
Pen is huge like a pillar to hold.
The ocean of ink is so wide to swim,
Creating imagery is a big task,
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When was the last time
You gave a helping hand?
When was the last time
You shown up a kindness face?
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The rain found crying in the sky
Sadly, not even a drop touched the Earth.
Everywhere was wet but our roofs were dry
With absent of rain, how can our land give birth?
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A mountain of pain, was laid
Mercilessly, on top of my heart,
And a bullet of grief, was fired
Brutally, at my week soul.
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Our eyes were covered,
With webs of deceits.
Where our voices lost their voice,
To the handsof two-faced souls.
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