James T. Abel Adesitimi Poems

The beauty of a grave
Beneath maggot reigning
The beauty of the brave
oh! Hills of self depending
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when would war ends?
When would foes turn to friends?
With what've seen, i cry
when would tears never flow?
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War in her wedding gown
The bride of the world
Waiting for her groom to come
Some say its a conjugal bliss
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*LETTER TO MY MOTHERLAND*
written by: Adesitimi T. Damilola
Re-editted by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson 'KIS'
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Never mourn at my funeral
Because i'm not dead but sleeping
And relaxing on Abraham's bossom
Never mourn at my funeral
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Open your ears anywhere you are, Janet;
And hark to the rhymes of my sad song
Let it go straight to your heart
And dance to the beat of my gong
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I know a river;
long before I began to hold a pen
those days of-
-'twinkle, twinkle little star'
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my haters say.......
O they mutter to
the ears of the
winds
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Arewa! The princess of my lord
Her face like a shinning gold
That shines to conquer my inward part
When hatred is battling with my heart
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what if i'm dead and buried in an unknown grave?
Can i have chance to kill and dig another man's grave?
What if i have no head?
Can i have chance to cut another man's head for ritual?
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