Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle

Freshman - 563 Points [Oladehinde Ibikunle] (31 of July 1988 / Alagbado, Lagos.)

Joseph Oladehinde Ibikunle Poems

41. Sacrifice Of Conciliation 12/1/2013
42. Tale Of My Fatherland 9/7/2012
43. In My Placidity 9/8/2012
44. Come, O Immoralities! 1/25/2014
45. Advice 1/30/2014
46. Thou, My Thoughts Conjure 2/24/2014
47. M. K. O. Abiola 4/14/2014
48. Addressed To Boko Haram 5/15/2014
49. Song Of A Dying Philosopher 9/7/2014
50. Nafisat (A Fictional Chibok Girl) 11/3/2014
51. Life Ironia 11/6/2014
52. Lu-Mericks Ii 4/9/2015
53. Tribute To A Goat 4/26/2015
54. A Haiku On Sunday Morning 5/17/2015
55. Lamentation 8/27/2015
56. Crossing To Europe Through Morocco 9/1/2015
57. Father Calls A Thousand Times 10/15/2015
58. The Hapless Farmer 7/7/2016
59. Dream 8/11/2016
60. Edward Sawyer 1/27/2017
61. Teach Me 12/17/2017
62. The Abode Of God 4/3/2018
63. Disdained 1/5/2014
64. Home Goes The Troublemaker [for Nelson Mandela| 12/5/2013
65. Lesson 8/20/2012
66. Together, We Will Be Alright 6/20/2012
67. Nothing Lasts Long 6/2/2012
68. Peregrination 6/15/2012
69. Mama Mama Mama! 12/17/2011
70. Auctus 11/16/2013
71. Oh Poetry, Oh Poetry 3/16/2013
72. Agonies Of My Nation 4/10/2013
73. Bruce Lee, A Star Sank In The Sea Of Art 11/28/2014
74. Addressed To Africans 12/30/2014
75. The Paddler 6/7/2015
76. Ode To A Poet 8/9/2012
77. Epistle In Couplets 1/21/2013
78. I Borrowed From Sorrow 2/2/2013
79. Let Me Sleep (At Bedtime) 1/8/2014
80. Invidia 6/15/2014

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Father Africa

Father Africa! At a token ignorance,
You have given your inheritance:
To strangers you gave so much.
White fellows who did not eat in our dish.
Behold, with some sham laughter,
They transacted for few daughters;
They brought clothes and rums and guns
To shackle away your sons.
Father Africa, foolish you!

Lo! See Mama Africa's cry
Her hapless tears can not dry
On her beautiful black dimples.
Oh Africa, chaos ripples.
See your sons brutally unfair
Taking hostage His own kin at warfare,
Selling them at ludicrous token.
Oh Africa, your woes...

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Statue

You've been here all these days
At a rather ready but reluctant pace,
Bearing big basket of books
Your head bows, some atrophied looks.

Your arms elbowed over the shoulders
Helping the basket heavy as boulders.
This you've carried all night and day
Built high your muscles of clay

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